Shamiko
Ur resident demon gurl <333
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- Sep 20, 2022
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Haunted.
You run through a dark aisle and trip. You try to get into a sitting position, but to your horror, you see shadows. Those shadows are the men' that were following you. You try to stand up and run but stumble. They see what you're trying to do and lunge at you and pin you down. They rip off your clothes, leaving you naked. You know what's going to happen. While one of them defiles you the rest hold you still. You try to kick them away, but they're too strong. Tears spill out. You know you can’t make it stop. Each man takes a turn.
Crash!
Windows shatter. Shards of glass stabs your skin, blood oozes out. You let out a loud wail. You hear screams outside, so loud it hurts. The car flips and flips, giving you more and more bruises. You look at your family, they look either worse or the same as you, and cross your fingers, hoping and praying that nobody would die. More and more cars crash into each other. You start smelling smoke, that's eerily close. You take a quick peek behind you dreading what you would find, there's a fire only a few feet away, surrounding a family of cats. Your cats. A pang of sadness and worry stabs your heart, knowing what was possibly going to happen to them. You choke down the tears that are trying to leak out. You're hopelessly useless.
You find yourself reliving the moment when a very loved relative of yours dies. Your heart aches for more precious moments with that person that you will never see again, or hear, or speak to. You see your family grieve, and you do the same with them. Everyone is huddled together hugging each other, looking sad and depressed, some are sobbing, while others, particularly the men, are trying to look all tough and normal, but deep down they feel as sad as everyone else. They want to shed some tears, too. Holding back those tears hurts so much! Eventually, everyone moves on, but you can’t. It’s as if this feeling is following you around, haunting you.
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Also, if u find any grammar errors plz tell me ;)
You run through a dark aisle and trip. You try to get into a sitting position, but to your horror, you see shadows. Those shadows are the men' that were following you. You try to stand up and run but stumble. They see what you're trying to do and lunge at you and pin you down. They rip off your clothes, leaving you naked. You know what's going to happen. While one of them defiles you the rest hold you still. You try to kick them away, but they're too strong. Tears spill out. You know you can’t make it stop. Each man takes a turn.
Crash!
Windows shatter. Shards of glass stabs your skin, blood oozes out. You let out a loud wail. You hear screams outside, so loud it hurts. The car flips and flips, giving you more and more bruises. You look at your family, they look either worse or the same as you, and cross your fingers, hoping and praying that nobody would die. More and more cars crash into each other. You start smelling smoke, that's eerily close. You take a quick peek behind you dreading what you would find, there's a fire only a few feet away, surrounding a family of cats. Your cats. A pang of sadness and worry stabs your heart, knowing what was possibly going to happen to them. You choke down the tears that are trying to leak out. You're hopelessly useless.
You find yourself reliving the moment when a very loved relative of yours dies. Your heart aches for more precious moments with that person that you will never see again, or hear, or speak to. You see your family grieve, and you do the same with them. Everyone is huddled together hugging each other, looking sad and depressed, some are sobbing, while others, particularly the men, are trying to look all tough and normal, but deep down they feel as sad as everyone else. They want to shed some tears, too. Holding back those tears hurts so much! Eventually, everyone moves on, but you can’t. It’s as if this feeling is following you around, haunting you.
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Also, if u find any grammar errors plz tell me ;)
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