Daddy's Little Girl

Daddy's Little Girl

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**WARNING** This prose is a true story that is not for the light-hearted, sensitive, or easily-disturbed. The scenes you will come across are explicit (without being too graphic). The point of uploading my story is not to depress people or inflict any severe negative emotions, but rather to help raise awareness and hopefully help others who have gone through a similar situation. Please take this seriously and make sure you are prepared to read this story. Remember you are never alone; no matter what you may think. I would know. That is why I will defend the defenseless, speak for the voiceless, and remind others of the forgotten. P.S. Please spread word of my story as much as you can -- whether it be to family or friends or even someone you think may be going through something like this. I am not trying to gain popularity. I only seek to help those in need. Please and thank you. Have a nice day. ~Aliza♥
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They had both been dealt enough tragedy in their short teenaged lives, more than anyone should ever have to endure. Will two self destructive teens coming together do more harm than good? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I don't know what came over me. The poor guy just asked if he could help and I went all 'crazy psycho bitch' on his ass. I couldn't breath. I needed water. I needed air. Fuck why was is it so hot in here. Was it the fact that the moment his hand left my skin I felt an unbearable need to feel his touch again or was it hearing him ask if I needed help that made me feel helpless and broken once again. I didn't know what it was but I felt like I was suffocating, like the jersey I was wearing was strangling every ounce of oxygen from body. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * This story had been reviewed recently. There are now added scenes and further edits - 2024 *

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