What Happened Pt. 2

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I creaked open the door to the OLD building. Normally, Inside were beanbags, bags of chips, sodas, blankets, etc.

"Hey." A deep voice bellowed from the darkness.

"Sup?" I replied, already knowing who it was.

I turned on the lamp in the corner and looked around. I froze when I saw what was spread out on the table. Not snacks, not drinks, not a board game. Knives, blood, rope, weapons. He smirked at me. I quickly tried to turn and run but he grabbed my wrist and yanked me forward harshly. He threw me on the floor and tied my arms with the rope. He carved his name into my thigh with the knife. He threatened to make me watch him kill a child if I told the police. He raped me. He abused me. He was not who I fell in love with. At all. I. Was. Scared.

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