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Dear reader
I have my motives, you have to understand that. I'm not doing this for the fun of it, and honestly, I wish I hadn't ended up here.
That's a lie, as I'm now watching in satisfaction as Bronwyn Rojas is lying unconscious on the floor in front of me. Her skin is an icy blue from the freezing cold water we throw over her every day. She should be grateful we're still being hygienic around here.
I can see the bruises scattered all over her body, already starting to become a dark purple, and I laugh to myself. The bruises aren't even the worst things happening to her right now.
Her hair is matted and wet, fanning across the cold, hard ground.
I smile to myself as the cheap burner phone I always keep around rings from my pocket, and I open it up knowing exactly who it is.
Is she still alive?
For now.
Fuck you.
Maeve Rojas should really be kinder if she wants her sister to make it through the night.
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|| Simon says ||
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