All I could think was 'run. Get away from her. To the forest.' that was repeating in my head. So I ran into the forest, stumbling on rocks and broken branches. But then got up and sprinted some more until I gave out behind a tree in the middle of the woods. I started to cry, but evey time tears came out they burned my skin and eyes. My breathing became even more shallow as I saw something blue and black approach me before I plunged into darkness.
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Stitch
Novela JuvenilIt contains cursing reader discretion is advised. It's about a child's "trials" with his stepmother. Contains gruesome material.
