"There was once a teenage girl. Pretty much about our age. She was cute, funny, caring, loving, kind hearted... And a gem in short.
She used to be very timid and shy but her life all of a sudden took a nasty turn. A turn that needed to awaken the voice in her. Else the consequences would be deadly.
She was being molested by her elder stepbrother. " I begin to narrate. Creating the story there on the spot.
"Mmmm. Now that's interesting!" Rachel inputs and I roll my eyes.
I look up at Rachel and she understands what I'm trying to do hence she smirks at me and I smile back.
"She hated the fact that she was being used. He saw her as his personal toy and he kept harassing her and she felt helpless.
He was a cultist and she knew that. She also knew she wasn't the first girl he was harrasin
