The Girl with the name

 She wanted to scream. She felt heavy weight in the pit of the stomach that something horrible was about to happen. 

She was exhausted. Too tired to cry. Her chest constricted painfully. She was so angry. Angry at the world and whatever controlled her fate. 
All she felt was pain; deep inside her everywhere, but she did not want to feel it. She did not want to bleed internally where she was confined and alone; where all her screams and pleas where mercilessly muffled. If she was going to feel pain, it had to be on the outside. And she thought herself crazy to want pain, to crave it. 

She was trapped in a life she never wanted, with no way out; every gateway blocked as her fingertips grazed the doorknob.



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