what went wrong?, what does all bad things happen to her?, Didn't she deserve happin

perfume, he smelled like vanilla but in a terrible way, almost like vanilla mixed with a hint of weed. Sara wanted to run, she wanted to hide from him but she couldn’t , she moved back a little bit so he won’t touch her, she kept moving until her back touched a hard wall, she thought at fi

op, Don't do th

He sho

, I beg you, I'm beggi

e took her off guard when he inserted two fingers into her and began pumping in and out of her. She hated every bit of it, she screamed, she begged, she cried but he didn’t stop. He kept tormenting her with his fi

ch, ” his voice was loud, she

hly, he used a tissue to clean the mess on his face. He stood up roughly and left the room, she was scared, she wondered what he was g

a daily routine in her house, everyday her step-mother would hit her, she never said anythi

shba

ar her heavy footsteps , she was coming towards her room, she didn’t know what to do?, she sat on her bed thi

she yelled, next thing she knew she felt a hot skin make contact

She shouted. Sara did as she was told, she turned around so her back would face her step-mom. The rubber made

product,you are a problem, your mother must be happy she abandoned you" her step-mother said while leaving her room. She sobbed, she had no one to clean her wound

f Fla

a hot water to make it painful when it touches her. He dragged her by her neck, he push

ing. Her body was red marked with wounds, her wrist were marked with black marks, her b

unleashed, he took out the knife from the fire and laid it on her delicate skin, he placed the knife deep into her skin, which made a permanent mar

ounded like a whisper, her body couldn't produce any more tears, she