It had been years since Jenna had endured the pain of seeing disgust on a stranger's face when they looked at her sweet child. She had forgotten that anyone would ever see him as anything but adorable, but she found out, the dark hearts of cruel strangers still lurked in every corner. Deanna had a doctors appointment at the hospital one day and asked her best friend to come with her. Deanna's sister, Danielle, was assumed to have died of heart complications after childbirth, and Deanna was now showing the same symptoms after giving birth 3 months earlier. In the elevator, a couple looked at Zachary, leaned toward each other, and began whispering. Jenna breathed deep and stared ahead of her, holding in her anger. As they all exited the elevator, the couple walked behind them and began making comments louder than before. Jenna looked back at them and stared them both in their eyes. Jenna had held in her pain from these comments for so long, she had forgotten the pain was still hidden deep within her heart.
It was about 1:45 am when Jenna heard a noise in the kitchen. As she turned down the music on her computer, she saw the door unlock out of the corner of her eye and a man walked into her home. He wore a white ski mask and matching white gloves. She couldn't think, she froze, and then he pulled the gun up and pointed at her head. Jenna was highly infuriated! "How dare you, who the hell do you think you are?!" she scolded her gunman. He held the silver handgun against her temple and pushed hard every time she tried to shove him away. He then coverec her mouth with his hand when he saw she was not going to stop complaining. As he put his hand over her eyes he began to yell to someone else. "Come on, hurry up man!" she heard him say over and over. A few seconds of silence, and then they fled into the woods. They got away with nothing, but scared Jenna to death. The police couldn't do anything to help her because the gunman left no prints behind. So Jenna's insomnia grew even worse. Every noise in the night woke her from a dead sleep and her anxiety kept her from falling back to sleep.
**Updated & Editied2/17/07**
**Names have been changed**
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