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posted by HaleyDewit
Save me from my misery
This pain’s too much to bear
My world’s become too dark to see
And I can’t get no air
Grasping for a straw of hope
Trying so hard to survive
But the pain that has crept into me
Is killing me inside

And now I’m crying
I’m dying
Won’t make it out alive
I’m breaking
And aching
Won’t get up this time around
Every día is torture
And I’ve just had enough
If I had a humanity switch
I would turn it off, off, off
I would turn it off, off, off
Turn it off, off, off
Turn it off


As everyone is moving on
My world seems to stand still
I keep going back and forth
To what was and will never be
Mutilated por a broken soul
I try to mover ahead
But there’s no cure that can make me whole
So tu can just bury me instead

And now I’m crying
I’m dying
Won’t make it out alive
I’m breaking
And aching
Won’t get up this time around
Every día is torture
And I’ve just had enough
If I had a humanity switch
I would turn it off, off, off
I would turn it off, off, off
Turn it off, off, off
Turn it off


If I had known that losing you
Would tear me apart
I’d go back to the beginning
To make sure not to let tu in my heart
Devastated por your death
I try to pick up the pieces that are me
But grief has torn me to shreds
And now I can barely breathe

And now I’m crying
I’m dying
Won’t make it out alive
I’m breaking
And aching
Won’t get up this time around
Every día is torture
And I’ve just had enough
If I had a humanity switch
I would turn it off, off, off
I would turn it off, off, off
Turn it off, off, off
Turn it off
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One week later.
Dale was sitting at the mesa, tabla in his room. He held a picture of Deb in his hand. A single teardrop fell on it. “Oh, Debra” he sobbed. “Why did tu have to leave? We could’ve had such a beautiful life together”
Beth walked inside from outside the kitchen.
“I made tu some tea” she dicho careful and she put the plato down. Not waiting for his reaction o even a sign of gratitude, she poured him a cup.
“I mean, your sister’s worth nothing” Dale mumbled disgusted, apparently completely unaware of the fact that Beth was standing right beside him and if he did, he...
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Mr. and Mrs. Parker weren’t the only ones who’d had a rough night. It had taken Beth hours to fall asleep. Her entire body was in agony and besides she really didn’t want to sleep siguiente to the guy who had just violently taken her virginity.
At last her tears had cost her what was left of her energy and slowly, but surely her eyelids shut.
“Hey, wake up!”
Beth opened her eyes difficult and sat upright. Dale was standing at the end of the bed, his hands on his hips. He was naked.
“It’s 6 am, are tu planning on staying in cama all day?” he snapped and Beth felt tears coming up.
“I’m…I’m...
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Molly supported her head with her hands and groaned.
“Are tu okay?” Ryan asked concerned and compassionate.
“Yeah, my head just feels like it’s going to explode” Molly replied faint.
“That’s not what I mean” Ryan said. “How did he get in here? Don’t tu lock your doors?”
“I was going to” Molly defended herself. She stood and walked to the closet. She opened it and took out some Ibuprofen. While she swallowed a couple Turned ran off the stairs. He walked towards Ryan.
“Can I talk to tu for a moment?” he demanded. “Yeah” Ryan frowned and he followed Turner away...
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What the hell was taking them so long?, Mike thought while he feverishly tried to loosen the topes his hands were tied with. What if they…?...No. No, Mike would’ve heard noises.
So far she hadn’t screamed o cried, so that was a good thing…Unless she was dead…But then what was keeping that creep inside with her so long? Why didn’t he just get out of there and kill him, too? Not that Mike wanted to die; it just seemed the most obvious conclusion.
Finally the door opened.
“Let me talk to him” he heard Debra softy say to Simon. Apparently Simon was looking at her suspiciously,...
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Debra felt a soft tap against her cheek and heard someone say her name.
“Debra? Wake up, I didn’t hit tu that hard”
Debra opened her eyes challenging and gazed in the face of her attacker. She turned her head and saw the ropes around her hand. They were both tied to the armrests of the chair.
“For what it’s worth, I’m really sorry about this” the man apologized. “I just don’t think tu would listen to me if I had reproach tu in a más civilized way”
“Who are you? Are tu one of Joe’s followers?” Debra asked tired. She heard a movement behind her and rotated her head...
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After nursing Joe’s gunshot wound Molly attended to his stab wound.
“She got tu good” she whistled admiring. She took a dampened cloth and pressed it against the wound. “Any longer and you’d have gotten an infection which would’ve killed you”
Once the injury was cleaned she took needle and thread. “This might hurt a bit”
“Just…go on. Do whatever tu need to do” Joe moaned, not very pleased with the prospect of having a thick needle forced through his skin, but he bit through the pain.
“You might want to remember this pain” Emma advised him, while caressing his hair....
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In the months that followed Debra spent most of her time in the library. She loved to read, as long as it wasn’t anything religious.
During the nights she slept in the park, underneath a willow. That was until the park ranger busted her and chased her away. From that moment on she slept in an alley, siguiente to a comida container. Whenever she got hungry she would dig in the grave and pescado something out. Most of it had already passed the expira date, but Debra didn’t care. comida was comida and she was starving.
One night, she was only in her seventh month, she started having cramps in her stomach....
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Dale pulled himself of off Debra, who was staring ahead of her, completely in shock.
“If tu want to tu can clean yourself up” Dale suggested and he pointed at a door. “There’s the bathroom”
As in slow motion Debra put the vestido back on and climbed out of bed. Shaking on her legs she walked to the bathroom. She pushed the latch down and entered the room. She closed the door and locked it.
She turned the ducha, ducha de on and undressed. When she got in the ducha, ducha de the water was painfully hot, but she didn’t care. She looked down and saw blood mixing with the water.
Still feeling dirty Debra...
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At the gate there was a man waiting for them. Debra sobbed as Agnes dragged her to the gate. “Will tu stop yelping already?” she snapped annoyed. She pushed her toward the man. “She’s your problem now”
“What are tu going to do?” Ross asked, while he tightened his grip on Debra.
“I’m going to reportar to Dale. I’m sure he’ll want to know we found his little treasure” Agnes replied and she gave Debra a crabby look. “Use as little violence as possible. Dale wants her to look perfect on her birthday”
She walked to the house while Ross dragged Debra to the back of it, which...
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