Stories tagged with "abuse"
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They Sit Cross Legged

They sit cross legged – together ‘cross the dirty floor they do little more than watch as wind let in through broken windows …
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The Meeting

Only a few people knew about this place and she wasn’t sure how he could have found her, but that didn’t matter right now. He…
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Waiting

Inside a kettle on the stove was steaming and a cup of hot tea was going to taste real good. Grabbing some wood from the pile…
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The Escape
Her fingers reached, feeling for the small box; brushing dust and moving around objects until it was found. As soon as she ha…
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Runaway
I had always seen my father hit my mother in the kitchen as I just sit with my hands over my ears.
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Size 12 1/2

The only thing worse than sweating at night was when the dirt stuck to that sweat, creating a fragrance suitable for gagging….
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Nothing

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Life Can Now Begin

Life goes on they say. I hate that saying. Maybe because it’s always easiest for the one saying it. The one who has no idea w…
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I Only Want One Thing Back
I look upon each of the young, little faces. Some black, some white, some in between. All hurt and pleading to help them to t…
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Sweet Seventeen
When did this life become my hell
Picture perfect smiles that scream and yell
Never striking with fists but daggers of words
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