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Mar 2018
Tick Tick Tick...

The clock struck 2
with every passing minute a part of me elivated.

Utter hollowness was felt in my veins, my nerves, my breath and my entire Body!
All those undying perpetual fears once again rejuvenated,
reminding me about the horrifying night I survived.

Well, I just survived....

They stopped me in the middle of the road, brutally took me aside, tore upon all my clothes, with the iron rod they scratched my body.

Was I just a toy?

left me naked on the road side.


I felt like a CORPSE but the only difference that summoned was that the corpse was covered with a coffin but i wasn't...
I was left aside in the middle of the night, crying for help.

Rapists were not only those who ***** me that night but also the one's who caught me crying in their cells and cameras passing by..

Once again, I was taken aback to the darkest night.
Lifeless. Scary. Frightning....

                               - Muskan :)
Muskan Gandhi
Written by
Muskan Gandhi  17/F/India
(17/F/India)   
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   Benzene and Aarushi Vijay
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