For the following days, I watched her cry and bleed, repeating the same lesson every night. But not until the tenth day that she wasn't crying anymore. She also stopped shouting. She didn't even move or blink.
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Dead. Lifeless. Cold. That's what I see in his eyes - every time.
Pain. Fear. Used. That's how I feel whenever he touches me.
And after everything, I'm left with torn clothes, a bruised body and my mind left wondering what could've happened if I didn't trust him. What would I be doing now instead of being tied to a bed and violated 3 times a week? Is this ever gonna end? And my mind whispers " n o "
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Desire of the Soul
Short StoryI saw it; the fear in her eyes. I heard it; the pain in her voice. I felt it; the blood from her head. But, I didn't care. She deserves this, deserves to die. Why? Keili Hankins brought pain and grieve to her family. Truth is, she ran away to live i...
