Finality

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'Are you okai?' Asked a passer by, peering down at the thin, pale and broken looking girl who stood stoically staring at a front door.

'Yeah thanks' she answered back, shakily. 

Two years had passed since her kidnap, her rape, and now she was back home again.

Covered in blood, bones protruding from all angles, hair ripped from the root, clothes that were obviously several sizes too large and not hers. 

Cautiously the stranger walked off glancing back occasionally until she was out of sight.

The girl lifted her wasting bones to the door and knocked/ rapped softly

The door swung open.

'Jaqs' said a voice broken with emotion at getting her baby girl back.

'Mum'

'I'm home'

As she embraced her daughter she whispered in to her ears.

You're home

and it had never felt more like home.


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