Epilogue

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Hours passed as my crying quieted. When I finally thought I'd have finished crying, a pain wretched to my head.

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My eyes geared up, already feeling my head oozing with a red substance that kept me alive for now.

My eyes caught hold of a man, a man that seemed to be intoxicated. My eyes watched his movements, just in case he was lost and accidentally hit me, not that I cared.

The man just smirked down at me, "Such a pretty one, maybe I'll get a good price off of this one." He seemed to be talking to himself. "Are you a virgin, doll? Oh it won't matter anyways, you'll sell real good. Maybe I should check the product first, to make sure it works."

I shivered at his words, my body completely frozen. He began to unzip his pants, pulling them down and picking me up forcefully.

His hands went down, touching at the hem of my pants. I began to struggle, my voice croaking out cries of help. No one heard me.

A little while ago reality struck but now I really need to face reality.

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