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Being a girl ...
Being a girl isn't as sunshine and rainbows as people think. It isn't about the gossip or the pillow fights, nor is it about the makeup or the pretty outfits. Being a girl is about survival of the fittest. Protection to the weak. How to look dumb to not threaten a man but be smart enough to know how to protect yourself.

My story starts here at 5 years old. Where I was beaten and raped where the world was still new and fresh, corrupt.

My innocence was taken for years I had no one to turn to no one to speak to, I was a nobody. I experienced first hand what it meant to be a girl but this isn't the reason I became the villain of my own story. And this isn't where my story ends.

From everything I learned to defend myself. Keys between the fingers watch every corner. Cover your body to not become a target, but make sure you stay slim or else the other female will snatch up someone you had your eye on. Don't draw attention to yourself but dance like there's no one else in the room. Be yourself but don't be weird. And learn how to turn everything into a weapon.

I am so done with all of these rules so I decided to make a change. I made a name for myself. I am the grim reaper. And this story doesn't start by me looking sweet and instant. And it doesn't start with me being a girl no it starts with me finally taking back what was taken from me and other women. 

It started that faithfully day while on summer leave I worked for the military and it was only my first year. In this time I had mander to slim down losing weight from 15 stone to 12. I was so confident I ignored the rules and ways of being a girl I wanted to show myself off. I should never have done that.

My real name is Melissa Vantigo. Mell for short. I had spent all day looking for the perfect outfit to go out in for my birthday.

I was a new girl back then I thought that being in the military made me untouchable by the men of this world. I was stronger and more confident. I found the perfect red dress and birthday sash. I couldn't wait to see my civilian friend I hadn't seen in years.

I wish I stayed that night. Stayed at home in the warmth of the protected. I was so nice and gullible.

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