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i'm not scared of lots of things heights spiders flying when i was a child clowns never made me cry silence was always my friend it was comfy and safe but now it's tormenting now it's frightening nightmares having me waking up in the middle of the night with a racing heart and tears in my eyes pitch black eyes staring down at me; i wasn't a human anymore i was an object for someone elses' delight i didn't scream i didn't cry silence silence silence it's as if i died he threw my shirt at me so i could clean up the mess he left behind i wasn't scared of lots of things heights spiders flying they still don't scare me but memories haunt me and they tear me up inside
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Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 4:45 PM UTC
what he left behind // river
i'm not scared of lots of things heights spiders flying when i was a child clowns never made me cry silence was always my friend it was comfy and safe but now it's tormenting now it's frightening nightmares having me waking up in the middle of the night with a racing heart and tears in my eyes pitch black eyes staring down at me; i wasn't a human anymore i was an object for someone elses' delight i didn't scream i didn't cry silence silence silence it's as if i died he threw my shirt at me so i could clean up the mess he left behind i wasn't scared of lots of things heights spiders flying they still don't scare me but memories haunt me and they tear me up inside
#abuse#scared
riveraleka
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riveraleka
Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 4:45 PM UTC
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