Drunk Walk Home

Drunk Walk Home

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You listened for more but he was all tears now. Your mind went blank and you didn't know what to do. Just then he fell to the floor and cried his heart out. He's drunk, I know. but he isn't like anyone else drunk, you thought.
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Mia

Everyone always wants to know. They're always staring, moving out of my way as I walk down the hall with my books in my hands. They whisper, they point with sympathetic eyes. They want to know my side of the story. How he did it, how he touched me, what it felt like, what was going through my head the whole time. They all just want answers. They want to know. But they shouldn't. I lived through every nightmare you could have ever had as a kid. You woke up crying about it, I probably went through it. Two years. Two years I was gone. Taken away.

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