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He was barely two feet tall. When I pressed his mouth, he couldn't scream at all. I pushed him on the floor and, He took a tiny, ineloquent fall. His voice muffled and shrieks inaudible. He tried to cry, but the tears couldn't trickle. I scared him, not knowing my mind was fickle. Scars - Red, Blue, Green. I, blackened his soul, Through, his red checked shirt and ruffle. He loved, he loved flowers, Rose, lilac, sunflower, and lily. Strewn, in one garland, all of them, his dreams. While he was chasing the butterflies, happily. I threatened him to be quiet, or I would **** his family. And he dearly loved his sister Emily. He stayed tongue-tied and mum. With every hit and blow, he turned voiceless and numb. Good for me that he was dumb. Or was he? He died, and I didn't realize that I killed him. Until Years later when I met a monster, Whose face seemed familiar. He hurt me, He hurt me badly, and I shrieked WHY? He started the sermon, About the child, I killed once and gave birth to a demon.
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Sep 26, 2020
Sep 26, 2020 at 11:12 AM UTC
I killed a child once.
He was barely two feet tall. When I pressed his mouth, he couldn't scream at all. I pushed him on the floor and, He took a tiny, ineloquent fall. His voice muffled and shrieks inaudible. He tried to cry, but the tears couldn't trickle. I scared him, not knowing my mind was fickle. Scars - Red, Blue, Green. I, blackened his soul, Through, his red checked shirt and ruffle. He loved, he loved flowers, Rose, lilac, sunflower, and lily. Strewn, in one garland, all of them, his dreams. While he was chasing the butterflies, happily. I threatened him to be quiet, or I would **** his family. And he dearly loved his sister Emily. He stayed tongue-tied and mum. With every hit and blow, he turned voiceless and numb. Good for me that he was dumb. Or was he? He died, and I didn't realize that I killed him. Until Years later when I met a monster, Whose face seemed familiar. He hurt me, He hurt me badly, and I shrieked WHY? He started the sermon, About the child, I killed once and gave birth to a demon.
Prerna
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Sep 26, 2020
Sep 26, 2020 at 11:12 AM UTC
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