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This is the first chapter of something I've been working on, I would really love your opinion
What do you want me to say to you? I have nothing to say
You've had a difficult time recently; it's understandable you feel the need to protect yourself
Protect myself? Have you even listened to the shit coming out of your mouth, you know nothing about me
I've read the papers
Good for you, I'm glad you learnt to read at such a young age
You were raped
So are thousands of men and women each year
You were kidnapped
I was rescued
You were stabbed, you nearly died
I survived
You aren't surviving
I know, I'm barely breathing.
Because sometimes a simple minute can change a situation, change a person, change a life.
Because sometimes there is bad people that do bad things
Because sometimes innocent people get hurt, they get in the way
Because sometimes the innocent become the victim and no matter what they do they can never break free
Because sometimes Olivia James wishes she was never the innocent, never the victim
Because sometimes it's all too much, she can't rid the memories
Because Amelia James was just 19
Because of him it all changed
Because of him she will never be the same............ But she may just be better
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