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Ashley

February 8th, 2023,

5 pm

I come to with him standing over me. Ew. He grabs me by the waist and puts me back into my chair. I feel sick. I stare daggers into him.

"You think you can just put your hands on me and get away with it-" I choke out but he cuts me off.

"Aww. Is little Ashley upset?" He says and then pauses for a beat while I glare at him. What does he want? He sits down in a chair he pulled up from the wall.

"Listen, nobody cares what happens to you, because they think you're dead. Look at the news! Oh, that's right, you can't. When are you going to learn that I am in charge here? You obey me. Not the teenage girl voice in your head that comes up with those pathetic retorts." He leans in while he says this, and I want to spit in his face.

"What the fuck do you want from me? To use me as your sex toy? You sick pedophile!" He grabs my throat.

"Ay, yo. That's kinda kinky if you ask me," I say

"Now, you listen here you little slut," he says. I spit in his face. It lands in his eyeball. He stands up and starts rubbing my saliva out of his eye in disgust. I can't help but smile. The good moment doesn't last for long though, he spins on his heel and kicks me in the face. Everything goes black. Again. 

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