shocked

The closet was the best place, a dark, dim room. No one can breathe long. I'll have to wait. Footsteps hush near.
"Come out"
"Tsk, where are you??"
I shut my eyes, sweat masks my temples.
Then it happened- one thud, my eyes moistened, I restrained; crawling a bit another hard blow, en pointe, my eyes welled. I snaked towards the last, thinking it would stop, but the inevitable final thud was a surprise, excruciating, I cried.
The closet door opened.
"V? Gosh, look at you."
I cried harder.
"Why are you crying?"
I held the three of them.
"Coathangers?!"