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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My trembling started as a small shudder, but quickly grew. What’s happening? A look of confusion and helplessness on my face, I had no idea of what was about to pass. The mix of worry filled me with fearfulness, while my stomach only grew too nauseated by the thought of his touch I hated. He covered my mouth and said, “Don’t make a sound.” My terrifying silent screams echoing in my mind, as my body moved with the impact of his hips, I find it engulfed in tearing at my soul being ripped apart. “Please,” I begged hoarsely, my eyes beseeching him to stop, but his gazed lust ignored my pleas. No matter how much I pleaded with my tormented eyes. It's dark; once again, fear of emotion penetrated through all my muscles all the way to my bones, as I hear his footstep outside my room while my mother sleeps. The doorknob slowly turned, opening the door. Stepping in, he slowly approaches pushing back the covers and crawls next to me in bed. Ten years have passed since I left home. The scars reappeared in my mind, when I saw the evil start walking toward me. Why? I asked myself, as I clench my fist and anger raged through me. His image brought back the nightmares of fear and distress. Tortured scream that use to make me jerk from out of bed, making my whole body shake. Wishing to slap him for the torture I went through, instead a cold glaring look, and turned and walked away wishing him dead. 7/31/2017
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