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My Time

It's that time of day when work is over. The house is clean, the dinner has been cooked, and the stilettos are finally kicked to the floor.

 

It's the new time of day I have named 'My Time'.

 

So take a deep breath, pour yourself a hot chocolate (don't forget the marshmallows), curl up in a comfy chair and open up Rosie's Blog.

 

It’s your 'My Time' after all...

By Rosie Ellen Grey, Dec 12 2017 04:00PM

“I’m ok,” she stated before he could ask her.


I’m ok, she thought to herself. Her vision began to blur, but she continued to put one foot in front of the other. Heat fused through her core, burning her arms, her legs, her chest. A pain shot through her skull. I’m ok, she thought again. Her heart rate increased. She could feel her pulse dancing a rapid beat against her skin. She felt sick. She felt dizzy.


“I’m ok,” she breathed, before collapsing to the floor.



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