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Two weeks Jacob. I have been here for two weeks where are you

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It's been a month Jacob. Where are you?

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A month and a week. I'm starting to give up. Did you forget about me? Am I no longer important to you? Am I not worth saving?

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Tw blood and abuse

   Everyday feels longer than the last. Luke stopped coming in to keep me company. The slaps have gotten harder and the bruises are more evident.

  Blood stains my teeth and trickles out of my mouth like a waterfall. Permanent teeth marks are engraved into my cheek from the impact.

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Tw mentions of sexual assault

  I scratch at my legs and neck from where their hands touched. I scratch to hopefully get the feeling and memory of what their hands felt like away.

   Mike and Luke told me this wouldn't happen but it had. It was two men. One touched my while the other held me still. Once one of was done the other had a turn. I hated it Jacob.

   God it makes me mad. These are the people I kill. The people who deserve it. Once I'm out of here they will pay for what they did.

   Just find me soon please

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