I'm Used To It.

I'm Used To It.

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Have you ever felt so much pain deep inside you to the point that you could finally said that "I'm used to it."? and as the days passed by, that pain inside you, slowly swallowing your soul and started feeling nothing. That's what I felt since the day I existed.
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I felt the back of my head connect with the wall and felt a hot liquid pour down my neck and back. I touched my hand to the back of my head and lifted my hand up to examine a shiny liquid that must have been my blood. I felt dizzy and my stomach turned as I saw so much blood covering my hand. The man then laid me on the ground and stripped me. I was so weak by this point that I couldn't even fight back. He then spread my legs and took what he wanted. All I could do was lie there moaning in pain. All of a sudden I heard someone yell and the man got off of me and ran. I saw a pair of blue eyes and said, "My savior," and then I fell into darkness.

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