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011 - Alaina (United States) |
 There is a hole in my chest that cannot be forgotten, a tearing beneath where no eyes can see. She was just a little blued-eyed four-year-old daydreaming about a crown of daises in her blonde hair, a long white gown, and prince charming waiting for her, fighting for her honor. Violation strikes; blood, semen, tears, innocence cast off! Years of sexual slavery, bondage awaits her. Where is her savior? Where is prince charming? Where is her protection? Where is that pure little girl full of life, hope, and love? Lost forever! Gone is my virginity, my childhood, my view of a good world, my sanity, and my desire to live; gone is myself. Buried beneath a score of abuse in every form; shackles suffocate my ravenous frame. “Unearth me. Unearth me, oh, please!”
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