" She sits down on my bed, the main feature of the one roomed unit I lived in. I sit down right beside her and put my arm around her. She leans her head back on my shoulder, something she wouldn't normally do. We fell in love years ago, back in high school, but it didn't last more than a year or so, our careers taking us different directions. We remained close friends, some times drifting, but always being there for each other, supporting through tough times. "Its too much Tom," she said slowly, "I need to be loved and no-one out there knows who I am to love me." "You just need to open up to them the way you opened up to me" I replied. "But I can trust you. I can't trust them" she rebutted, now looking up into my eyes. "It won't be like it used to be. We've both changed a lot since," I argued "and you might not be ready yet" "I am ready, I'm so ready, I'm just sick of the loneliness" she cried out, tears beginning to swell again. "So am I" I replied, then she leaned in and I kissed. To call it a building wasexaggeration. It was dilapidated and I had thought I could use any woodin it for fuel.As I approached I heard some scratching and as I pushed open a fewplanks that served as a door I saw some rats scurrying away.I was greeted with a terrible smell, one that I remembered from thecamps. Lying huddled up on a few branches was a corpse, its featureshalf eaten by the animals. Longish blonde hair lay over the remnants.It looked like a woman's body.I was used to death and I examined the corpse. Yes, it had been awoman. She was dressed only in tattered clothes. I pulled open her coatand in a pocket found some papers and her ID card. It was a Germanname. I supposed that she had been displaced and had taken shelter atsome time during the winter then died of cold or starvation. I had beenlucky. She had not.I looked at the ID more closely and the photograph. She had been fairlypretty. When I looked more closely it was almost like looking in amirror. She looked very.
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