Deceitful Lies
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Last published Fri, Jan 26, 2024
I woke up in an enclosed place with my hands tied up to a chair with darkness all over the room with no light not even the sun could be seen.
"Get me out of here"I shouted struggling to get my hands off the rope when I heard a voice
"You are not going anywhere bambina..... you're mine now"
"Who are you?"
"You'll get to know me soon...."
Meet Valerie Culver
A twenty one year old innocent and naive girl with anxiety problems and no self esteem. A girl who can never be good enough for her father. A girl who is bullied by her twin sister.
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