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[–] FairyOriginal ago 

Diane isn't here, she's sleeping on Dan's couch downstairs. Apparently she had a nightmare last night about her tax money all going to pay off the crooks on wall street. She broke out in a sweat, she could barely breathe and then she started thrashing about ... finally, she fell out of bed and landed heavy on the pile of taxes she's forced to pay.

She screamed but nobody heard her as she yelled ... This is criminal ! This is unjust ! This is unfair ! This is bullshit ! Corrupt - Greedy bullshit ! Still nobody heard her ... exhausted and drained in her everyday struggle to afford just the basics she knows her nightmare isn't a dream but a reality. Angry and upset she paces the floor, seething inside, shock and disbelief no longer a factor ... disgust and rage burned instead.

What can she do about it ? She had 9 dollars in her wallet, and 4 hours left till she had to catch the bus to work. She was tired, exhausted in fact but not ready to go back to bed. She walked downstairs and flopped on Dan's couch where you can still find her ... today.