Abuse. Abuse. Abuse.

Abuse. Abuse. Abuse.

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There He was, standing before me. I kept my head down, and tried walking around. Big mistake. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed my face to the stone wall. The next thing I see is him laughing at me, then everything goes white.
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I looked at him fear soon enveloping me. My heart starts pounding, my palms become sweaty, I feel my face lose its colour as I become pale. I beg him to stop, I cry out in vain. I slowly feel my soul leave my body as I watch him take my innocence. I then become numb. "Ahhh... That was a good one." He says dropping his sweaty body on top of me.

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