One of a kind

One of a kind

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Proceed with caution, this story contains mature themes.... My name was everywhere, posted on wanted signs that were stapled to every building and telephone pole in the country, I was on the news, my family was constantly interviewed on their thoughts of there son becoming an infamous killer. I was the reason people locked their doors at night, why they had to double check to make sure they were really alone in the house, why every light was kept on. I didn't regret it, I was proud, the raw power i was given, standing over another human being, I was in charge, they could cry and plead all they wanted, but I knew what I wanted. But, like I previously stated, I allowed it all to blind me, and I wasn't thinking clearly, I knew what was coming next, and I wasn't going to complain, or whine, I was ready, i've served my purpose, and I was done. It's all over now....or is it?
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It was all fun and games until our parents left. Out of the blue they just disappeared. 4 years later there was still no sign of them, no contact, nothing. I was helpless, I couldn't struggle, I couldn't scream. He came close to my face and kissed my cheeks, "You're mine now" I was sexually assaulted. If it wasn't for my two older brothers and their best friend, I wouldn't have got through it, I wouldn't have made it. Then our house gets broken into and there was something so familiar about the man who broke in. So we run. There was so much blood, it was seeping out, covering my hands, covering my stomach. Is this the beginning, of the end?

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