Chapter One Part Two

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If that wasn't enough they would dress me in these outrages dress that was to short for a child to wear. They would put wat to much makeup on me to the point where it felt like it was just mug caked onto my face. Before I knew it a bunch of men came in the room. I couldn't understand what they were saying because of the drugs they had given me. My vision was beyond blurred it was starting to show black spots then it just turned black.

When I came to I noticed I felt weird in my back and lower body. I also noticed I was back in my normal room. I began to sit up slowly and sit against a wall. When I look down at my legs I noticed there was blood coming from them and when I look at my legs there were bruises. I didn't know what happened until my memories started to come back slowly. I stood and thought that they had taken any chance of me being innocent. When I was ready to stand I took hold of the wall for support. I stood all the way up a million thoughts were going through my head

The things they made me do would have driven anyone to the point where you couldn't feeling anything but disgust. For the sake of it I rather not go into details because it was bad. I mean for the age I was, I shouldn't have to endure that kind of trauma. They had ripped me of anything that would have been innocent. They took it right from under me without me even knowing it. The ways they would find any way to use me was horrible.

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