The Evil Comes

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The pain from the bruises and the soreness between her legs are a constant reminder of the evil that takes place everyday. Why had the car crash only taken her parents? Why couldn't have taken her too? Reluctantly she walks up to the pourch stairs, and walks to the door. As she reaches for the door she reminds herself "today will be the last day he touches me." Today is the day she goes through with it.

She walks insides, only to be pushed to the ground, and hit over and over again. Alcohol fills the air, he's been drinking hard again. he drags her by the hair to the back room beyond the kitchen to muffle the sound of her screams that always escape her. As he pulls harder, she cries for help; but no one does. She hears the squeak of the door closing and she knows it's too late. She crashes on the worn down floor boards. He rips her clothes off, and forces himself inside of her again and again. He tells her that if she's a good girl it'll end soon enough. Each time he thrusts all fifteen years of her life pass by in slow motion. "This is the last time."

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