Serenity

Serenity

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The house smelled of urine and body odor. My face well.... It was covered in my own blood. The days and nights are beginning to blur together into one big blob. But it doesn't matter anymore because I can hear them, discussing how to kill me, how to rid of my body like I'm nothing but trash. Until he showed up. Now there be hope and that's all I ever needed.
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