Crying loud and punching the wall, she could not be heard for anyone. She was alone. Alone with her thoughts, alone with herself.
"Hurts, it hurts" she whispered. "Please, it hurts, help me, God, please" and cried.
But nothing happened.
She felt her heart beating and beating, the despair was in the air. She did not know, but someone was watching behind the door. And it was not an angel.