She's laying down on her bed, her father comes in. She starts to scream for help, but she's home alone and he is drunk. He starts to unbutton her shirt, the tears come streaming down her face. But she's used to it. but she is tired of living. Now, comes the pants. He unbuttons her pants, she starts to fight; kicking, screaming, yelling. Why won't he stop? It's over, she lays their crying, curled up in a ball. She waits for him to leave. She locks the door. She's done. She takes that blade to her wrist and sits back and waits for the breath to escape from her lungs. She watches herself bleed. Nobody cares...
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Horror Stories
HorrorThese stories are mine and are made up. They don't relate to me in any kind of way. And I am so sorry if these stories bring memories back to you as they did to me. I hope you won't get too scared. Enjoy the fright! Muhahahaha
