Growing In Ruin

Growing In Ruin

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My life changed when I was young. It morphed into a horror story I hoped would never be seen. All the goodness began to melt from existence. I was too young to understand, but now that I've grown, now that I've adapted to this harsh environment, it's too late to forget. My name is Savior, Savior Dunn. I've lived a life I thought was great but turned out to be the complete opposite. It all changed when I turned 9. I began to understand everything. All the fighting came from pure rage. All the moving was running away. And all the change was to only forget. My story is real. This happened to me and the only thing I wish I could change was the way I was involved. I wish this never happened. I wish for a new life. I wish for... MORE
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I was only nine when my life changed forever. I was sold like an object; all of my cries were ignored as if they meant nothing. I meant nothing. That night, I learned that in this world, I had no value -- not as a child and not as human as well. So, I learned to survive on my own. Later years were even cruel. I was sold and tossed from one hand to another. I was taught to obey, to smile when I wanted to cry, to bury my pain deep inside. Love? Happiness? Those were words that didn't exist in my world. All I knew was how to survive. And when I lost all of my hopes of survival as well, he came. He didn't just look at me, he saw me. He made me feel something I never felt before. I saw a spark of hope in him, but hope is dangerous. I am dangerous and not something meant for love. I want him to stay away from me because I don't want him to burn with me in the same fire. I need him to stop and save himself from this forbidden love. I can never be his and person like him are not meant to be mine. I am Sandhya and this is my story of Love and Freedom from those who call themselves my master.

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