Breaking Loose [Original]

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"Always remember that in everything, He loved us first."

Depression.

Some say it breaks you beyond yourself, others say it changes you.

But for Asher—just Asher, depression was like a bottomless abyss that sucked you into its depths leaving you no chance of escape.

As the years passed by, with the harshness of her childhood being the genesis of it all, she had succumbed to her demons. Depression had its dead arms wrapped around her. It choked her but she couldn't scream.

She had learned to accept everything that came. It's how she was brought up, accepting everything that came. Whether they were morally right or not.

Nights of torment left her broken, defiled, worthless...afraid.

Unsure how she made it through, she did anyway. Her scars still burned where they were but none ached as much as the ones her heart had to bear.

With a tired sigh, she hugged her freezing arms. She stared with her back against the wall, gaze lost yet her mind wandering the lengths and depths of darkness itself.

She stared at the bare thighs, each dark rip bringing a vile memory to her heart.

She brushed over them lightly, her eyes burning with hot tears.

Rick Sherwood was a monster.

Hence all men were monsters.

She was just a girl, but the world couldn't care less.

As time passed, even she couldn't care less.

She wiped her leaky eyes and raised her gaze to the calendar on the wall. She would die one day, she was certain. The more the days came, the closer that day was.

She knew one day she would finally be free and she counted on it with everything in her.

This was Asher—just Asher's fate. The one she wrote herself.

She had concluded on everything, yet her Maker hadn't even so much as begun.

Little did she know what was yet to come, little did she know He who truly saw had seen her and had—even before her existence, written a different story.

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