Untouchable
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MatureOngoing10m
Last published Tue, Jul 17, 2018
Watery eyes taint my already hazy vision, displaying a puddled figure. Another strike has me falling back down on the hard cement floor, grazing my exposed flesh, daring to draw blood. Next is my back, a crushing weight pinning me down. Face pressed against the concrete, barely enough room for a ragged breath.
Explanations do nothing to heal the wrongs committed or change the reality of my past. Caged like a rabid beast, tortured, starved, abandoned and deprived. His words offer no remedy, no solution and no apology.
BOOK 1 of a coming trilogy
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