NIGHT WORLD

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People die...........So love them every day.

Beauty fades.......So look before it's gone.

Love changes........But not the love you give.

And if you love.........................................................................................................YOU'LL BE NEVER AONE.

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Night World

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There are some situations in everyone's life where they wished "if the person they really loved was alive". And now I feel that only if my grandma was alive then I would never be facing this unwanted change in my life.

I never saw my father. My mother told that he left us. The family that I had was my mom, my granny (father's mother), and my brother. He was only 4 when our father left us. We lived in NYC.

Hello friends, I am actually a very shy girl who is afraid of maximum everything in this world. So I don't know how to introduce myself. Anyway, my name is Claire, Claire Gilbert. My mom was a very sweet person, Lily Gilbert, and my brother Ivan Gilbert. He was a very caring brother but everything changed when my mom died in a car crash.

I was 16 and he was soon going to be 21. But everything changed. He became very rude and started abusing me mentally. He would close me in a dark storeroom, where there would be rats, house lizards. I would run in the darkroom to find a corner and hide as I knew struggling and knocking the door is just a waste of my energy, he would only open when he wishes and that could be after two or three days. He never allowed me to go outside. Then I came to know that he is part of some gang after that I got more afraid of him. One day his madness crossed all limits.

It was around midnight when he came barging into my room. He pulled my hair and dragged me. I thought that he would take me to the basement. But he took me out and literally threw me to the backseat of his car and started to drive to God knows where. I was already starving; I didn't have any food the whole day. The car pulled up near a house. He dragged me to a room and tied my hands with a rope that was attached to the ceiling and then he came out with a thing that made my heart being ripped out of my chest. He brought a whip and then started to whip me. It felt like hell, I screamed for my life but that didn't make him stop. I felt my skin being torn and felt something hot flowing out, BLOOD. He continued his brutal act for a long time. Until my throat was hoarse.

He removed the knot and made me lay on a table. I was whimpering unable to control my pain. He then started to tie my hands and legs along with the table.

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