He didn't even try to be gentle and went straight in. First pain and then tears, tears that made me so weak and vulnerable. It was a while until he hit it the softest spot in me and he destroyed it like it was nothing to him. He robbed me of what meant most to me but he only bragged about with his friends, hopefully he'll never hit anyone else's softest spot.
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Short StoryJust a story, with short chapters about a girl and her laughs, smiles, tears, shouts, and blood featuring too. (the cover is lyrics of I'll be Good by Jaymes Young) ρяσρєяту σf ✩S.C.M.
