To break someone, you administer sharp and unexpected punishment over an extended period of time, so that he never knows when the next blow will fall, or why. Cruelty comes in many forms, only some of them physical.
But sometimes, people don't react the way you expect. Sometimes, they break, but not the way you wanted them to: they snap. They rise up. They find their pride again, and their voice. I am human. Whatever you may say, whatever you may do to me, I know I don't deserve this. I will be free.
Sunday, July 29, 2007
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