Océane's Eyes
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I beg the masked men to please let me go, tears rolling from either cheek.
I feel a tight painful pull on my hair and yelp in pain
"Shut up, or you want to be gagged again?" He whispers in my ear with a sinister voice, I nod my head from side to side and close my eyes. Breathing in the heavy air that fills the musty dark room, the uncomfortable mattress they have layed me on pricks my bare skin.
I feel his fingers trace up and down the exposed skin on my thighs and I try my best to shake off the feeling of disgust I get and the growing fear that will make me scream one more time, hoping and praying someone might hear me. I've never been this scared in my life.
Will I ever get out of here?
Will any one find me?
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after getting in an unfortunate incident of a gang rape we follow Océane (o-say-ahn) as she copes with the trauma through therapy and has to hide it from her best friends who also have a secret to keep. She's a really strong character, cause even after the tragedy she still manages to have her sh!t together and not let it slowly eat her up.
Come and see the world through Océane's eyes
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