The girl felt a stab of pain. She brought the tips of her fingers to her mouth and touched blood. The girl loosened her teeth’s death-like grip upon her tongue. “Every time I (try to) speak to you, I live to regret it.”, were the words the girl wanted to yell, to scream, to have tattooed on her body. The girl quietly walked out of the room. For now, her tongue would have to pay the price for the words left unspoken. 2007-06-22T00:56:43Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/2653 <p>This is amazing. Pretty much the story of my life, minus the toungue biting.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/2653?basename=3297 2007-06-22T00:56:43Z Saint Chuck http://ficlets.com/authors/chuck_thelove <p>nice&#8230;!</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/2653?basename=3291 2007-06-22T00:00:55Z khepa http://ficlets.com/authors/khepa <p>Ah &#8211; the words left unspoken.. they bite&#8230; (no reflective pun intended) though.. yours actually do&#8230; so not sure you meant the pun&#8230;</p> <p>I am not into pain (and not trying to encourage this) but think you did a great job conveying the image and emotions depicted in this ficlet.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/2653?basename=1584 2007-05-07T04:44:31Z Susan Holder is terrific http://ficlets.com/authors/user_1539