M E L A N I E M A R T I N E Z - T A G , Y O U ' R E I T.
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i was heading home alone, after a recording session at the studio. this time my phone had no battery left, i couldn't listen to music to pass the time. that's sad i know right.
i was giving a look to buildings around me, people around me, waving at me... im lucky the half of where i am don't know me.
i saw a playing area when kids were playing, having fun while their mother were buying ice creams to an ice cream truck.
"ice cream?" was i saying. why not. i was craving sugar so bad after all.
when their mothers left, i decided to buy one at my turn.
when i was about to pay, the seller looked around him if none was paying attention, and grabbed my hand so tightly. he wasn't joking, i was afraid.
"don't tryna scream, they won't help you anyway".
then he tied my hands and legs with pink and white ropes, and stuck pink tape on my mouth so that i can't scream.
but i scream.
