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hey guys!
I'm not feeling too well but I've decided to start a new story. I can't really come up with anything to update for my stories right now so I'm gonna put those on hold. Sorry. :(
warning: if you don't like abuse, rape or self-harm then I recommend you not reading this
Pain.
Thats all i feel whenever I go to sleep, whenever I come home from school and whenever I interact with other people. For eight months he's starved me, made fun of me and raped me.
Peter (Pitch) Black. My current boyfriend. My dad kicked me out whenever he found out I was gay so I moved in with Pitch. The biggest mistake of my life. We lived in a small house with three rooms, one bathroom, a kitchen and a living room.
He sleeps in one room, I sleep on the cold floor in the other room and he rapes me in the third room. I've tried to run away but that only makes my punishment worse. I cut myself almost every month. I'm not allowed to have friends either. If he sees me talking with anyone he beats me.
I've given up on hope. No one wants me. No one cares for me. No one will save me.
I wish my mom was here.
okay so that was just the prologue so that's why it's so short.
please review and be honest.
Tippy out!