Chapter 2

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Luna’s POV: I don’t know what happened but I’m scared one minute I’m playing with my older brothers and my daddy and next there where gunshots and we were in room and my brothers where fighting people that have guns and then they were laying on the floor unconscious while i was pulled over a shoulder and carried out of the room and now I’m in a cell type thing. “HELLO ANYBODY THERE PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME!” I yell that’s when a big scary man comes and tells me to shut up. I was starved and ignored for 5 whole days until someone finally came but i wish they didn’t. “Hello little girl i hear you’ve been a very naughty little thing giving my men trouble are we!” He said angrily. He opened up the cell door and then came in and it was too late for me to realise what he had in his hands. He had a whip and cuffs. “W...what are y...y...you doing with t..that?” I asked stuttering. I was shaking i was scared and i just wanted to go home. He cuffed me to the wall and whispered, “Teaching you to be a good girl.” And with that he whipped me 25 times after i had cuts and brushed forming on my skin. After that he left this happened for a very long time, but it got worse. - 3 years later (Mia is 8 turning 9)  For the first 3 years he only whipped me until one day he came into the cell angry as hell he picked me up and undressed me. That night he raped me he didn’t a few times he was a monster i hate him. After a few months of just him doing it the day after my birthday his gang members came and done it two and if I didn’t cooperate properly he would whip me he even stabbed me a few times. I don’t know what happened to my family but i hope there ok. This went on and on they would torture me and rape me and they would just hit me for nothing i was scared to sleep at night so i was running on nearly no sleep i was half the time starved and sometimes they wouldn’t even give me water. I wanted to run away i have tried before that didn’t end well either i have nightmares i have scars all because of them i want revenge i want to kill every single one of them. My cuts and stab marks have gotten infected, but I can’t do anything about that my hair must be in a fricken mess i must have looked like a ghost.  - - Luna’s 15 birthday “Stop! Please stop!” I screamed as someone whipped me i felt sick real sick my cuts were all infected. I scream out in pain as someone stabs me in the shoulder and the hips. “Do you like that sl*t?” He asked me. “I’m not a sl*t you guys rape me not the other way round asshole!” I scream at him trying to slap him and that earned me a slap in the face instead. You might be wondering why don’t you just stop fighting and give up already why do you keep adding more fuel to the fire? Well to answer your question it’s because i wont them to do so i die already and because I can’t give in to them that’s weak and I’m not weak.
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