Tainted Heart

Even the purest of heart can turn vile when pushed too far. Good and bad, everyone has a story.
One day I awoke in hell. The men who abducted me swore to destroy my innocence and so was given first row seat to helldom.
They wanted my body intact but my soul tarnished.
They made me their plaything, and enjoyed watching me squirm and whimper. They made me witness things I couldn't have fathomed.
For 18 years. I was that girl who couldn't even hurt a fly. Who would cry at the simplest of things. That all changed.
They made me.
Revenge isn't fucking sweet. It's motherfucking bitter.
Now, I crave for blood. A hunger that could never be sated. No matter how hard I try.
My name is Azaleas and this is my story.