The Rapist's Daughter
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Last published Wed, Aug 24, 2016
There's darkness in everything. I always wondered why but as I got older I understood that it's because there's so much evil in the world. There's evil everywhere. I'm the product of evil. I'm my mother's constant reminder of what happened that dark night 15 years ago. Every day she looks at me and remembers that she was taken advantage of. I'm the rapist's daughter.
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