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Beautiful Daisy |PREFACE
First things first,
The following story you're about to read is a work of fiction;
The characters do not exist and are based on imaginations from the authors mind.Everything in the book, from the characters, the mannerisms, some of the places to its contents, all belong to the author.
Although all of this never happened, it is based on true events, as the main subject of what you're about to read happens almost everywhere in the world.
DO NOT COPY MY STORY, and that's the last warning I'll give.
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"Tell me, little flower, what's your name? What's the name I gave you?"
I tried to stare at his eyes without flinching, standing my ground and raising my chin slightly to exude confidence-one that I didn't have, but had to fake I did have, else I disappoint everyone who's believed in me.
"You.... you named me Daisy," I tried my hardest to not let my glare or tone waver as I said the next words "Beautiful Daisy."
The corners of his lips raised, his eyes that placated me seemed to glow with evil intent (and I hoped it wasn't just my intimidated mind conjuring ideas of its own). He took one step closer, I took one back and flinched reflexively—he smiled at that, got even closer and pushed my body into the wall with his own.
I was trapped.
"That's right, little flower." I forced myself not to flinch again when his hand suddenly hovered over my temple and slowly moved a little bit down, he grabbed my chin with more strength than necessary and got nose-to-nose close to me—way too close to me. "You belong to me, and only me."
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Teen FictionThe story of a small flower and the jerk who tried to trample all over her.