Anonymous Story: Dream / Recall
I was running running running
Past the halls, the screams, the stairs
My hand was busy on something
-Probably the piece of glass I used to cut him.
And then she ripped her necklace off
Just as they ripped out clothes off
Shattered glass
-Another way of showing their power-She said
And it was oh so violent
He grabbed my hair
The floor was cold and
There was blood everywhere
All I had to do was swallow
That was just too much
All I had to do I would not;
I did.
And the taste of his sperm I did not bear
-I wanna throw up.
-Don’t you dare.
(-Why won’t he kill me?)
I stood up. And it hurt and they pushed me and I fell and I hit myself and I held to the window and someone passed by and broke it (And they broke me) and they smashed my body against the wall and it hurts and my clothes are gone and she’s in the corner crying out and I can’t help her and I can tell she’s dying on the inside.
They broke our cameras and stole our films
They stole our bodies
And will
Love, you’re too stoned to notice.
I don’t want your words
I don’t want your breath
Stop the pain.
Stop touching me.
You’re hurting me.
Stop hitting me.
Stop yelling at me.
Stop saying I deserve
this.
I’m stronger.
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