Good Morning Beautiful
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Good Morning Beautiful.
That's a phrase every girl wants to here. Well, every girl except me. That phrase for me means I have live through another day in hell.
I have spent five years in this hell. Five years since he kidnapped me from my house. Five years since I've wished I was dead.
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