Broken wings on flightless birds

Broken wings on flightless birds

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It was to late. It saw me. I try to get away but I can't stand. I hear it's claws. I hear my heart. It starts beating, Faster, Faster. I can practically feel it's breath on my neck. I take a deep breath... Maybe it won't hurt me?
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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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