Katie

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I got bored in class one day and drew this.

Katie walks down the street.
Leafs crunch under her feet.
Orange hair in a bun.
Going somewhere to have fun.
A van pulls over next to her.
What happens next is a blur.
They grab Katie forcefully.
No one around to see.
She struggles with desperation.
They grunt and sigh in exasperation.
Katie is eventually in the van.
To scream she wish she can.
Katie wakes up blindfolded.
The room smells molded.
Shut her mouth is taped.
Is Katie going to be raped?
They come in with a grin.
A lot of trouble she's in.
Katie realizes she's naked.
Her senses are awakened.
She starts to struggle and cry.
But there's no point to try.
The chair falls over with a thud.
Then her eye was kicked to draw blood.
They kicked repeatedly.
To Katie it seemed endlessly.
They walked back out of the room.
Now instead of afraid she feels gloom.
Katie wishes she died from a sabber.
For she knows they saved the sexual torture for later.

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