Taken.

Taken.

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Hannah. Was a name that i could barley remember. It sounded so foreign when i whispered it at night. I was was to never speak of the name aloud. It was forbidden. Hannah. A name that was once mine. A name that is no longer mine. This is olevia's....my story.
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My name has been forgotten, tossed away like a piece of trash. I do not talk. I do not look anyone in the eyes. My hands shake from my past and I barley sleep at night. I always hear the grunts and the groans of the men that abuse me. I see the insanity in their eyes. They see the fear in mine. I had a chance to escape. I took it but it landed me back in the same position. It seems like I will never escape.

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