The source of my endless misery pulled and dug me under until my body went blank with the images of my voiceless suffering, where darkness clouded my eyes until my surroundings were made to disappear and the source of my nightmares was once again awakened. Knives penetrated my chest as hot iron rods pressed into the soles of my feet, pulling me into the empty pit that formed my ceaseless suffering, there was no escape from the room Titus held me in, no windows to escape and concrete walls made so thick that no sound could escape. I was buried underground where my existence was held secret, where the stands of my hair curled on the ends and my cheeks flushed from lack of oxygen. I was made to be a monster born from the dirt, who grovelled at her father’s feet for the right to survive.
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