BULLIED.√ {10 Confessions Of A Troubled Teen} COMPLETED√.

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"Damilola, I am asking you for the last time, why did you kill peter" Mr Salami. One of the top soldiers of Command, asked an indifferent damilola.

The man was frustrated, he just wanted to know the guts or what prompted a fifteen year old girl, into killing somebody.

Yes, the other girl had said that her brother tried to rape the accused, but it wasn't everyday a girl killed her fellow human being to defend herself.

Mr salami ran his fingers over his beard in frustration, as he stared at the girl who hadn't shed a tear or shown a sign of weakness since she was caught.

"Sir, I think this would help" a soldier walked towards the table and handed a bloodied journal to the commander.

Damilola, who had been docile and calm for the past few hours immediately began bucking wildly against the chair she was tied to.

The binds that restrained her to the chair, dug into her skin but she could care less.

The journal was her safe heaven, it was her own little secret, meant for her eyes only, it held her pains and trials.

She pulled at the handcuffs that held her hands behind her back ,trying to pull her hands appart.

She drew blood, but still didn't stop.

"Damilola, I need you to be calm, can you do that for me!" Mr salami was tired, the girl was simply causing problems for him.

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Damilola sat down unmoving, infact, she couldn't move, even if she wanted to.

She was tied all around her body to a steel chair, one that was impossible to move, her mouth as well was tapped shut.

She watched, eyes blurry. Damilola shook her head frantically. almost abnormally, no!, she would not cry.

Father always hurt her the most when she cries.

Mr salami flipped through the journal and stopped at a particular page, he began reading aloud.

DADDY is dead...

Let's hope this journal, would give Mr salami the answers he want.

See you soon.

Buh bye.

TAP THAT STAR!!!.

I'm sorry, I got emotional.