Chapter 7: The Touch.
Th-ump,
Th-ump,
Th-ump.
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The teacher,
Comes,
In.
"Please take a seat Rachael,
Behind Mr. Sylvester."
Who?
I walk anonymously about.
He raised,
His hand.
"That'd be me,"
My heart skipped a beat.
Him?
Why him?
Out of all the people.
I hesitated.
I took my seat,
Shaking feriously,
While taking out my pencil,
It fell,
And rolled,
And rolled,
And rolled.
Till it stopped at the leg,
of his chair.
I tried to pick it up,
He tried to pick it up,
He touched my wrist,
I'm growing hot,
I was frighten again,
Scared,
Of what?
Him?
I don't know.
I want to run,
Run away.
I jerked my hand away,
Abruptedly stood up from my seat,
"I need to go to the,
Bathroom."
And left.
* * * * * * * * *
I sat on the toilet seat,
Stared at my wrist,
I was tainted,
Tainted black,
So dirty,
Disguisting!
I started clawing at my wrist,
The dirt is going away,
I smiled,
I clawed deeper into my,
Sensitive skin,
The Black is disappearing,
How happy I was,
I clawed even deeper,
How bliss the feeling felt,
Smiling to myself.
I had no care in the world,
All I want to do we,
CLAW,
Just as he tainted me inside,
I'll CLAW,
AND CLAW,
AND CLAW!
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RomanceRachael was walking home one day,she always took the short cut through the alley on 11th Street. Did she make the biggest mistake of her life or was it a blessing?
