What's Forgotten

What's Forgotten

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I've been down this road before and losing someone never gets easier. I lost my parents and my grandma when I was young. I thought I was done losing people. I thought I had lost enough. I was wrong. I lost my memory, like my family, here one minute and stolen the next. I get flashes of my past but never enough to move any closer to the answers. That's all I really want: answers.
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"You trust me, don't you?" he says with a smile, that smile. It had fooled everyone, even me at some point, and for the first time I want to scream with rage and shake the earth to the core. "Give me a hug," he says pulling me out of the chair that feels like a rock underneath me. I am as stiff as a board as his hands circle me, making me feel worse than dirt. His hands reach between my thighs and I want to plunge a knife deep through his chest. The only thing stopping me is, the knife is no where near. I pull back and I don't try to hide the anger in my eyes. I want him to see it. To know that I am coming for him. Rape is chanted repeatedly in my mind, reminding of the lies I just told and the false accusations I am throwing on innocent people. He's probably figured it out anyways, surely a Priest as high as he cannot be deceived. But none of that matters anymore because...... This is just the Beginning.

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