she was a glass vase. so breakable.
anyone was able to push her to her limit.
once that slap landed on her face, she understood that the world was truly unforgiving.
she was a glass vase, could easily be disposed and replaced.
her cries didn't matter to anyone, not to him, not to them, not to him, not to her own mother.
she was a glass vase after all.
YOU ARE READING
her words
Short Storya girl just wanted extra help, her life turned into contineous pain after encountering him. her words continued to not be taken to heart. -- © catchingbutterflies 2022 cw; huge warning for rape, self-harm, domestic violence and suicide.
