Scarred

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Welcome to part 9.
Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoy it.
And... *drum roll*
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It really does make me joyous to know that I have people reading this.

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I hope that you find the right path to success in your life throughout the year.

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Sometimes,
I felt like I didn't fit in-
And truly,
I didn't.
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        •Skai•

Tuesday;

"What do you want?" A strong, harsh voice asked. My eyes felt heavy.. very heavy. I attempt to open them but a cold sensation hits through my veins, the pain subsiding and then increasing again.

Where was I?

"You know, all you had to do was to be a little naive bitch.. but you just had to ruin the act, eh?" He asks again.

'Please..please let me go, I don't want to die' I say, but my words only manage to come out inaudibly. My throat was on fire, parched and burnt from the lack of water.

"What did you say?" He taunts. The smell of rusted iron was very prominent in wherever he had brought me.

I hear the sound of footsteps. No, please don't come closer.

"I asked you a question, bitch!" His voice echoes through the room with a thunderous growl. The next thing I felt was a cold metal rubbing slowly into my inner thigh.

Please don't- don't do this.

My skin makes contact with the cold sharp surface, tearing through my flesh, all the way down to my knee, pain seeping through my entire body. Wet tears run through my face and I bite on lower lip trying to endure the pain.

I attempt to struggle using my last bit of energy but it was futile, as my legs were tied.

"Please" I cry "Please- I beg of you," my voice manages to come out more audible.

"No, no. You aren't allowed to beg- yet." Suddenly, he presses hard on my already rounded leg and I couldn't bare it anymore. I scream loudly in pain, begging , crying- anything just to be let free.

"Please."

My eyes bolt open in shock and terror from the brutal experience, my heart pounding really fast. Almost immediately, I am hit with the sudden feeling of anxiety and worry, it only lasted for a few seconds, but I swear that I felt the pain again. I had stop having reoccurrences of that night for a long time now .. and now this.

This is not real.. it's in the past. Your past, not your present.

I try to force myself to believe that I could sort everything out on my own, but not today. I had not spoken to my therapist for a while now, but I think I should. It's better to share your problems than keeping it to yourself, your pain is lessened that way.