Her brain cells felt like they were ripping out of her head. Her veins felt like they were popping out of her skin. Her vision dozed off into a grey blur. Her small numb legs couldn't be lifted. Her neck couldn't be turned any way. Every part of her body was numb to the bone. Blood was everywhere on her, she soon coughed out blood- again. Nether less, all her clothes were off. Except her underwear. She gently tilted her head up at the crack through the window. The sun was rising. It beamed through her jacked up eyes. Last night was the worst thing she's ever experienced. Utterly terrifying, and messy. She suddenly laughed. Not at anyone but herself. Laughed as hard as she could- and she kept laughing.. for several minutes. Her life is officially over. She's completely fucked up in the head. She can't erase what she went through. She can't be the same anymore. Permanently scarred.. forever.
She heard footsteps and chains from behind her and stopped. She didn't move.. but she smiled. "Puddin I see you through my pretty head. Come touch me again." she snorted.
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