It Never Ends
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No! stop! please! i pleaded as he pushed me back on to the bed. His breath smelt like cigirettes and whiskey. I cried out in pain but he only went harder.
My name is Rylnn Chamber i'm A 15 year old girl who is sexually abused by my mom's boyfriend. It gets even better I'm in love with his son Noah and My bestfriend Ryan. How could my life get any better?
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