In a World where Mafias rule society, Violence, Torture, brutality, and Power, are the key to success in a world like this.
The most purest and innocent girl was born, she was born into a family that despised and hated her for who she was. Nobody ev...
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I woke up panting and gasping for air. I could feel their hands moving all over me again and again as if it was happening just now.
My head was spinning, I was seeing doubles of everything. I tried to blind away the moisture in my eyes but it didn't work.
That's when the dam finally broke. I sobbed as if my life depended on it. I couldn't take it anymore.
I shot up from my bed and scrambled down, but as soon as the cold tiles hit me, a jolt of chill passed through me.
I didn't mind it one bit, in fact, it was refreshing to have something cool touch me after that horrible nightmare that left me sweating.
I didn't dare to go any further, although I couldn't see anything, I could see my room in and out.
I chuckled darkly, imagining just how my life had become.
I hated it.
I just wanted to end it all.
But I didn't have the courage.
Pathetic. I thought to myself.
Can't even end my life and put an end to my misery. What have I ever done to make them hate me so much?
Was being born the worst crime that I have ever committed?
I clutched my head as it started to hurt more.
I couldn't take this pain, it was too much.
I couldn't.
The door creaked loudly as if someone came into the room.
I didn't even dare to look up.
I heard loud noises getting bigger by the minute.
I didn't know what to do, I just whimpered and held myself protectively from anyone who is trying to come near me.
I buried my face into my knees and crawled back to the headboard of the bed.
I could sense the presence of at least 4 people in the room.
Tears were flowing and sobs racked through me as I imagined what they would do to me.
