It was September first and Shea's mother and father had been killed about two weeks before. Shea was lying on the bloody slab of concrete that had been placed there for her "comfort." She was fucking sick and tired of everything that has happened and was just worried for her life and for what her uncle might become. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. Jeff, Shea's uncle, was the one who killed Shea's parents and she was the only one that knew. But she also knew that if she told the cops, wherever they were, she would be beaten, to death probably. Shea was also done with her uncle raping her all the time. Shea wouldn't care if it was a random person who kidnapped her threw her in a cell and raped her everyday. Well, she would care but it was a little more scary knowing the fact that it is her uncle doing these things to her.
She was scared.
Well this is a short start well gotta go class is starting 👋
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It all happened on the 30th
Horror"She thought I was done with her but now she's really gonna get it" said morouze to his assistant. "charcoal, my dear helper, I need you to bring Shea down for a little celebration"
