Literature
.Pretend.It's.Him.
"She's beautiful
"
He slowly caressed her skin
She cringed
Disgusted by the sight of him
"How soft
"
He touched her long black hair
"How fair
"
Feeling her face, he dared
She winced
"Why is this happening again
"
A tear
"Go bring her to the den
"
She closed her eyes,
Counted to ten
But still
It was happening again
"Why did I run away from home?"
Deep within she felt alone
Being used and abused,
Every night
Too drugged, too tired,
To put up a fight
"Oh, Corinne
"
That wasn't her name
She let them touch her,