This story is about a girl.
A girl raised in an abusive home, where she learned how to use her words.
A girl who learned how to stand up for herself.
A girl who learned how to be free.
A girl who learned how to love again.
A girl with an extraordinary secret.
A girl named Eve.
And this is her story.
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The blood trickled from my lip to the ground and I smiled sadistically. I'm practically used to this stuff. I'm numb."Get the f*ck up b*tch!" The same 'sweet' voice that I rise to every morning yells at me. I stand up with suprisingly, no weakness at all. This would be the last time he touched me or hit me or any of the people that hate me, but I wish I could say the same.
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*WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS VIOLENCE, ABUSE, AND PROFANITY. THIS STORY MAY BE TRIGGERING TO OTHER READERS, IF SO DO NOT READ!*
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