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at first i thought it was my head playing tricks on me. it had been doing that a lot lately. but then i saw their huge shadows behind me, closing up when my anxiety started to build up. i tightened my grip on my shoulder bag and kept walking with my head down. desperate prayers seeped out from the partition of my lips continuously which didn't come true till later on.
breathe in... breathe out.
then i felt a hand clasp down on my shoulder harshly and jerked me backwards. i remember my heart skipping beats, tears threatening to spill out. i thought of my unborn child and what consequences these men were going to have.
they spoke some ungentlemanly words to me which i don't think i want to write out. but their hands, their hands suddenly were everywhere, feeling me up like a wild hungry man teasing his prey.
my back hit the wall.
a rip sound came from my clothes.
i couldn't breathe.
i was pleading and begging and if i could've gone on my knees that moment, i would've.
cause there is only so much a woman can take.
until she breaks.
but i was already broken. and when someone shoved those filthy men away, it was already too late. the damage had been done.
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Short Story•Completed• "i'm sorry. it's not pity that i'm showing you, it's a goodbye to someone very special to me." Amna's life has been turned upside down and she is writing it all out as she buries the anguish burning inside her.
