This is a continuation of Melanie's Story, it is graphic, please take care reading.
In the cage, at Myponga beach. It was Easter. Michelle, was shot right there in front of us. Some say it was to teach us a lesson, to show us they had control. Her blood ran across the cement floor, getting closer and closer to the corner where we huddled as close to the bars as we could. Wishing we could die just to get away from all this. Then a man come, he dragged us by the legs through all the blood, it was all over us, there was red everywhere. As we got closer, and he had control, he told us to spread our legs. He kept yelling, "spread your legs, spread your legs". He kept pushing our right leg open. The he said, "I have to get it in there, deep in there". He took part of Michelle that was lying on the floor, and forced it into our vagina. He forced it in deep.
There was Red everywhere, and she died. She was my friend.
In memory of Michelle Mitchell..
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