Just now a scene struck me like mad.
While listening to my Mp3, I was astounded by an outburst of screaming. I looked up to see what happened. Then I discovered that it came from the building oppisite ours where a psycho lives on the 6th floor. She is quite young and sings and dances to herself everyday. She's got sweet voice, cute look but no sanity.
It really scares me as she shrieked and popped her head and one arm out of the window. (I'm on the 3rd floor and all of my windows were closed and doors shut) To my great suprise, I saw her husband, whom I saw for the first time, was shrouting at her while beating her and threatened to hold her back. But she stayed there and cried yell back at him without moving an inch. Their "conversation" was so loud that I suppose everyone in the neighborhood heard it. Some looked out while most just got used to it. (I'm a newcomer in the community)
I really worried that she could jump right away. Thank God she didn't. But she kept bumping her head onto the window and remained there with two arms streching out helplessly and sad eyes while mumbled:" I will never have the medicine again!" At that moment my heart twinged for more than the whole occurrence. Then I overheard something she that is very heartrending:"It was all beacause of you! Otherwise I wouldn't be this way!"
I haven't seen such things before in my life and it took a moment before I relieved myself from the horror.
Suddenly it occurred to me that someone said the most unfortunate thing in life is an unhappy marriage.
Can an unhappy marriage really tear one's life apart? Sadly, from what I've witnessed, it is true.
