MINE FREEDOM_Cops and Robbers_Remember to Forget_An Alleyway
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MINE FREEDOM
TW: domestic violence, forced abrotion I HAVE ALWAYS ENDURE PAIN. AS DAUGTHER I WAS ALWAYS BURDEN TO MY FATHER. MY MOTHER DIED GIVING BIRTH TO ME. I WAS HATED BY EVERYONE IN FAMILY. AND TO REDUCE THE BURDEN WHEN VILLAGE NEEDED SOME GIRL TO MAKE PEACE TREATY WITH OTHER VILLAGE. I WAS SCARIFICED BY MY FATHER. HE HAD RECEIVED VERY LARGE AMOUNT OF DOWRY. I HAD ALWAYS DREAM THAT AFTER MARRIAGE MY LIFE WILL CHANGE. BUT SOON MY HOPES WERE CRUSHED. TO MY HUSBAND I WAS JUST HIS SLAVE. I WAS GOOD FOR NOTHING FOR HIM. ALTHOUGH I AM PERGNANT WITH HIS CHILD. STILL I UNDERGO HIS BEATING. BECAUSE I AM GOING ...
Cops and Robbers
TW Violence The last time I was locked in a trunk, my buddy Tommy and me were playing cops and robbers. Mom was mad as hell. She said, “People die in trunks for God's sake. You could roast to death in there! You’re eleven years old, Lukie. You should be smarter than that." The brakes screech and I push my knees down to keep from slamming into the trunk’s wall but I end up turned over anyway. There’s another sound underneath me and the car starts moving again, I roll back over dirt and broken bits of car frame. Wires cut at my wrists and into my ankles. Dad says newer cars have safety latches...
Remember to Forget
TRIGGER WARNING: This contains sensitive topics such as mental health issues, substance abuse, and suicide.Remember to ForgetWritwww.onedoor.ccten By: Wren St.Madden "What's your name?" The doctor asked. "Faith." "Last name?" I stared at the floor, my head tilted a bit. My black hair tangled in knots, my skin pale as a ghost. Black circles under my tired eyes. My lips were chapped, my skin was peeling. 11 bruised ribs, and 4 broken fingers. "Last name?" The doctor repeated. I shrugged. I knew it, but I'd forgotten how to pronounce it. "I know you're dealing with a very difficult situation. My second wife w...
An Alleyway
“What have I done?” she whispered as she held herself tighter. The cold bit against the exposed skin of her hands and face. Her nose and fingertips were reddened and numb with frostbite, but she found warmth in the embrace. In that moment all she wished for was someone, anyone, to hold her, to guide her. She had always relied on others to guide her in life, to help her find her way. She had finally decided to set out on her own, and this is what happens… “You’re such a fool.” a harsh, cold voice inside her said.Thin snowflakes began drifting lazily down towards her, like icy feathers molting f...