S K Y E W I L S O N
I tremble as my fingers fist into the material of my worn , torn shirt . Emotions choke me , my head pounding as white dots appear in my vision and I hastily blink them away , my breathing ragged as I slowly lift the hem of the shirt over my head .
The muscles in my arms strain and I grit my teeth , avoiding the urge to let my eyes fall down my body . I don't want to see . I don't want to cry . I don't want to feel . I don't want to react .
My bottom lip quivers . I reach for the button on my shredded jeans and a hiccup sounds around the bathroom as I wearily push the metal button through the loop . It snaps open and my eyes squeeze shut as I push both my jeans and panties down , groaning as I stand up straight , shivering .
It's so cold . So , so cold .
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