Tuesday, April 8, 2014
You Knew
You knew what he was doing. You took no action. How complacent are you? You knew that he was using vaginal dilators on us but you didn't care. We know your secret now, you're not that innocent, are you. You pretend to play the game, the caring parent. But you are no better than the rest of them. You murdered us too. You have taken from us what can't be brought back. Our life is our own now, you have taken to many years. Its over, the time has come for us to leave. You were with us once but not any more. Goodbye
Monday, March 24, 2014
Want To Go Back
As we get closer to Easter the flashbacks are increasing. We are feeling unsettled and depressed. We can't seem to get ourselves out of it. Some want to go back into the abuse. We want to feel the pain, the beating, they want it to hurt, we want to be hurt. We want to be ripped apart. They have even made plans of how to do it. Who to talk to. Not our old Handler, someone harder someone who will show no mercy. Just take us away so we don't have to be here anymore. Just take us to where we belong. Make it hurt until the pain goes away. I want to feel, i'm tired of being numb. JUST MAKE IT HURT!
Saturday, March 15, 2014
Too much Red
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..
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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