The Sad Truth

The Sad Truth

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"No matter how many showers I take and no matter how many times I try to scrub away his touch, the memories of that night are still there. The memories are there as if they have never left." A young woman's story of the night that changed her life forever. *No Graphic Rape scenes *Hints at rape Please read and give it a vote.
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This is my first story, Regardless I hope you enjoy because it took a lot of effort, i'll give you a lil sneak peak.. Trigger warnings - abuse, drugs, sexual harassment, suic!d3 Life is a vicious cycle constantly throwing shit my way. Fuck my life. I thought as I brushed the broken glass into the dust pan and brush. The glass reminded me of my home, broken and in fixable, representing the pieces of our hearts after my mother died. suicide they said. Which is a load of bullshit because she didn't put that knife to her throat.

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