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*He sits down on the bed. Places the tray in front of me. I try to resist. It is futile. I devour the sandwich. Smile at him. He smiles back. I feel funny. Light headed. I lay down my head. Waves of different sensations assault my body. I am floating. Drifting. Something catches my eye. A glint. A blade. A slash. He gets up from the bed and carefully closes my eyes. I am at peace*
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Jan 31, 2011
Jan 31, 2011 at 8:45 AM UTC
My name is Eve - part 6
*He sits down on the bed. Places the tray in front of me. I try to resist. It is futile. I devour the sandwich. Smile at him. He smiles back. I feel funny. Light headed. I lay down my head. Waves of different sensations assault my body. I am floating. Drifting. Something catches my eye. A glint. A blade. A slash. He gets up from the bed and carefully closes my eyes. I am at peace*
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Jan 31, 2011
Jan 31, 2011 at 8:45 AM UTC
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