My Mysterious Boyfriend

My Mysterious Boyfriend

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I am b*tch... Bad girl.. Queen... And pretty.. Charrot.. Noon yun Nung nagmahal ako ng taong ipinalit ako sa best friend ko!! But I change.. I decided to fucos in my school works And I became a book worm Pero baka sa isang iglap lang mag bago na naman ang ugali ko. Ito kasi ako hindi ko alam kung ano ba talaga ang tunay na ako At ang masaklap ilang taon nilang tinago ang tutuo But there was a guy that make me fall inloved with him A mysterious guy that I been love and he make me realized kung sino at ano talaga ako. Kung anong meron o tinaghana sakin at para matanggap ang isang leaders na pinaka-pinangarap ng iba, ang pinakaayaw kong tinaghana sakin. Natananggap ko ang tutuong pinanggalingan ko dahil sakanya. The guy i love........ my forever and lifetime.
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I used to believe monsters lived under the bed. Now I know better. They wear human skin. The chains bite into my wrists again as I try to squirm, but I don't cry anymore. Crying makes it worse. Crying makes me weak. That's what he says, anyway. "Big girls don't cry," he sneers, dragging the blade slowly across my stomach. "You're not a baby anymore, are you?" I try to be silent. I try to be still. But the pain makes my body twitch. The blood trickles like warm tears down my ribs. I squeeze my eyes shut and pray for the darkness to swallow me whole. It doesn't. I wish I could remember my mother's voice. My father's face. My brothers- Were they even real? Or just dreams I invented to survive? Time doesn't exist here. Only pain. And him. He says my name like it's a curse: Alessia. He tells me pain is my teacher. That fear will become my friend. That one day, I'll thank him for turning me into something more than a girl. He's wrong. I'm not more than a girl. I'm something else entirely. Because one day, I stop praying for the pain to end. I start learning from it. One day, I take the knife from his hand. One day, he bleeds. That's the day I stop being Alessia, the little girl. And I become something far worse.

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