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Monster

who am I suppose to be? what did I do to deserve this? lost childhood do to your hands. you came into my bedroom, full intentions to cause destruction. why did you choose me? a seven year old who dressed in pink and wore flower crowns? I guess your were a monster who fed off the pain. three years. I suffered for three years. you don't care, you never did. I use to call you family. but now you are just Anthony.
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breanna-ables
Published
Jul 16, 2017
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15·82
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#rape#despression#selfharm#pedophile#pain#fear
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