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Candy Apples
twelve;
His hairy arm is around my neck, squeezing the cry out of me and the smell of fish and asparagus stirs the bile in my stomach. He kisses me roughly, biting the already chapped skin of my lips. What did I do to deserve this?
"No, please". I felt pathetic as soon as the words left my mouth. A weak useless thing. Too fat, too lazy, too tired, too much. I sob, a broken sound. I felt like a cracked porcelain doll, and this man was my puppet master.
And then he stopped, his eyes peered into mine but his mind was somewhere else. He turns, and I look over his shoulder.
Vaz
"No, please". I felt pathetic as soon as the words left my mouth. A weak useless thing. Too fat, too lazy, too tired, too much. I sob, a broken sound. I felt like a cracked porcelain doll, and this man was my puppet master.
And then he stopped, his eyes peered into mine but his mind was somewhere else. He turns, and I look over his shoulder.
Vaz
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We're getting somewhere.