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Tears running down my face, my worst fear has come to life. Terrified... Shaking... Too many thoughts... Please... Help me... I don't want to face him; my Violator, my Terrorizer, my own personal Nightmare. Please... Don't make me go... I don't want to.. Wake me up... I can't go up. I can't. Don't want to. Don't make me. I'm like a little girl; I am a little girl. Please don't make me. *Please... I can't breathe... Wake me up...* Please
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Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 3:30 PM UTC
Please...
Tears running down my face, my worst fear has come to life. Terrified... Shaking... Too many thoughts... Please... Help me... I don't want to face him; my Violator, my Terrorizer, my own personal Nightmare. Please... Don't make me go... I don't want to.. Wake me up... I can't go up. I can't. Don't want to. Don't make me. I'm like a little girl; I am a little girl. Please don't make me. *Please... I can't breathe... Wake me up...* Please
August 19, 2016. Wake me from this nightmare. Please. Someone... Help me.
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Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 3:30 PM UTC
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