The Girl.

The Girl.

  • WpView
    LECTURAS 4,181
  • WpVote
    Votos 1,271
  • WpPart
    Partes 153
WpMetadataReadConcluida mié, may 30, 201826h 47m
WpInfo
Ficción
Misterio
This is a story about a former child soldier who managed to make her way out from the guerrillas, being a commander's favorite , he had to send her comrades to look for her , not only her comrades are looking for her but also her rapist who was afraid of her opening her mouth about his past , she had to defend herself from them at the same time focusing on her medical studies ,working for her family and learning how to be a normal girl
Todos los derechos reservados
#125
thegirl
WpChevronRight
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Illustration

Quizás también te guste

  • The Psycho Sisters
  • Black Catz
  • The Rebel Child: "Hell Hath no Fury like a Woman Rewritten"
  • Quantum Obsession | 18+
  • A Vampire to Rule: Fallen Empire (UNEDITED)
  • Military in High School ✓
  • The Love Hack
  • Bound by Honor: Commander & Doctor
  • City Skylines
  • The Elitists ✓

All Rights Reserved under the copyright act of 1976. ••NOTE•• This is a book, written with help from my dear best friend @-Icorruptcats This book, is a mix of vampire, horror, fantasy, adventure, comedy, mystery-thriller- Highest rank: #5 out of the one and only horror category. Other ranks: #8 03/05/16. #12, 02/05/16. ••• "We have to be our own heroes, because everyone else is too fucking busy running away." T.P.S. 2015. We want to cry, but we can't. We want to scream, but no. We're not allowed to, this pain.. It's eating us from the inside out. Our story, dear god. We want to survive and tell our story.. My sister.. She's crying her brains out because of the pain 'mommy' and 'daddy' inflict on us.. And I, I just scream... Because I can't do anything but watch her get beaten up.. I hate myself.. Why? I don't know.. I just do.. Her laughter, when she hits us.. Her smile.. When she's just about to do something to us.. Her, she just loves... To torture us.. Make our lives hell.. Can someone hear us? I wonder.. Do they care? Do they care, one little bit? About us? Or are we here.. Just for their entertainment.. Are we.. Are we just some sort of dolls for them to grab, break and shatter us? Please.. Someone.. ...We need someone to talk to... ••NOTE•• This work is copyrighted, no part of this story reproduced in any form of media without the authors explicit permission doing so will subject you to legal action under international copyright laws. Copyrighted at copyrighted.com

Más detalles
WpActionLinkPautas de Contenido