"10 years is a long time, too long. It's so lonely, but then it's not. I've been here so long I can't remember who I was before. I can't remember what it's like to speak, to have an opinion. I don't live, I just survive. I've been told my eyes are dead, I've been told that I look like a ghost. But why do they care? They made me this way.
I'm Raelynn, I was taken by some bad people at 8. I'm now 18 and I've given up on life changing. The probability of someone ever reading this is small since I wrote it on a napkin I stole. I wrote with the stub of a pencil I found on the ground in the office, and the napkin, that I stole from the dining room. I shudder when I think about the punishment if they found out. I just sit with my back to the wall, waiting, they'll come eventually. Soon enough they do, and then the beating comes. By the time it's done, I don't look human, my face is split and my body is bloody. I don't know what I did, but must have deserved it.
"You fucking piece of shit, you're worthless, you know that?" Kyle said.
I just slowly nodded.
"You're not gonna use that pretty voice of yours? You had such a pretty voice."
I just stayed silent. What's the point?
It's always been this way, I don't know who I am with out it. I fall asleep with the words "Who am I" running through my head.
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Forgotten
AdventureThis is a story about being forgotten, but being remembered, being broken, but being remade. Raelynn had been simply forgotten. Forgotten by the people she thought loved her. Taken at 7, kept for years in a cell to small for life, a runt in all sen...
