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Fiery Heart
I remember nothing but the word hello. He took the bag of my head and then I saw them. Wearing nothing on but something to cover their special flowers. I hear footsteps coming from the outside of this red door. I rush over to them and watch as the red paint drips on the floor from their faces. He busts open the door with a bucket of liquid that will keep us refreshed. I feel the wetness on my skin. “Get up Phoebe Harken”, he yells from the door. I stay there like a stick stuck in the mud. I suddenly become lifted up like a bird and then dumped on the cold floor. He marked his terrority like a dog. I could smell it. I bet a dog would smell better. Stop! I can hear the girls yell as he continues to take off my warmth covering. I am now like Adam and Eve. He becomes like a ram and then punches my inner covering until blood comes from my eyes. I see blackness. I awaken with restraints on my freedom a brand on my arm.
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