My Rights
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I grab the trash can and quickly grab all the valuables out. A man walked up to me screaming. He slapped my cheek which is now red. "You poor bitch it's my property" he spits in my face. "It's trash you don't want it" I say "just because I'm poor and a woman doesn't mean I'm worthless" . I rushed off leaving the trash lying around his yard
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I looked at him fear soon enveloping me. My heart starts pounding, my palms become sweaty, I feel my face lose its colour as I become pale. I beg him to stop, I cry out in vain. I slowly feel my soul leave my body as I watch him take my innocence. I then become numb. "Ahhh... That was a good one." He says dropping his sweaty body on top of me.

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