It rests in my mind as the sun burns my tan skin. My skin wasn't always so tan, no. I'd have probably been the palest there's ever been if I hadn't needed to walk outside those days in school. They were horrible, waking up in the odd morning hours only to be hit and hit again on the back. It was never a pleasure to wake up that way, no... Why would it? Would anyone willingly want to live through normal, well, as standard as life can give you and be hurt like a stray?
As vicious as it sounds, that was my life back then, and I had considered it normal. Yeah, I did for a while. Therapists were never the kind of people I wanted to share these kinds of things with because the attackers were family. Out of all the people they had to be, they were family, and of course, I'd been brainwashed to stay quiet, or I'd be taken away.
So, instead, I took myself away. I took myself with the very ill body I had and took them to take care of me instead. They gave me life; no, they gave me the life that I needed. And now, I can do the same.
I CAN do the same.
And I shall commit to giving back one day, just waiting for it to come soon.
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Reverie and Nightmares
HorrorRyuga Shirogane, a senior in a high school in Japan, never finds it troubling to strike a question or an entire discussion amongst his peers or strangers, stumbles upon Mikan Alexander; a European girl in the school library who is a little out there...
