The basement

DarknessHe slapped me againI tried to scream louder this timeBut my throat was already so dryIt achedHe held me down so hardMy attempt to wriggle out failedI couldn’t moveWas it because he was too strong?Or was I just too weak?I do not know.He seemed satisfied.I felt a kind of reliefHe would go away now.But heContinue reading “The basement”

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