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e from while in prison; I could have killed myself with the prison scissors or

w dollars to spend. By tomorrow, I probably won't have anything left. And then

he bartender, a kind-eyed man, raised an eyebrow as I ordered my third whis

, sweetheart,

uined," I declared, my words slurring slowly. "I j

n softened, then he asked

me." I spat, the words bitter on my tongue, "he said I was nothing to him,

ly. "Sorry to hear that. But you'r

been to hell and back, and I've got nothing to s

you know. We've all been there. But sometimes, you go

my misery. "Well, I'm definite

ot pressed. I stumbled out of my seat, my visio

ed me towards the ladies' room

dn't care. Little did I know I was heading to

was too late. I was already peeing on the floor, unable to

e with shock. I couldn't see him well because of the effect of the drink. I fl

have sex?"

the floor, on my pee for a while before dragging myself up. The toilet smelt like shit – like my li

I cannot remember how I killed her. Yes, the person I killed was a

y didn't even wait for any explanations, the called the police immediately and lo and behold, I

have killed that man. Psychopaths tend to continue their grueso

ychopath." A voic

d stagger my way out of her

round. I tried to protest, but my voice was weak. A man's face loomed in front of me, bu

t th

d, my legs trembling beneath me. He pushed me against a wall, his hands c

asted like salt and pepper, alcohol and meat, mint and cinnamon. I tried to turn away, bu

ered into my mouth and

ings to my body. I haven't felt like this

dn't even muster a scream. His kisses deepened and grew more urgent. I felt like I was drowning, suffocati

hed. His hands moved very fast

I was about to have sex with an unknown man. He could be a lunatic, a homeless ma

's hands moved to remove my last piece of clothing. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he teased me, his finger

of excited the man because he bent his

oice, it was unlike anything I had ever heard, i

ionate. I felt like I was drowning in the depths of his torture, unable to escape the d

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in the darkness. My mind was a jumble of emotions, unsure of what was

da

mercy, I felt him deep in my core,

as floating, disconnected from my body. The only thing that anchored me

I could do was feel, my senses overwhelmed

e last time

red that made me happy. And in the morning, I wouldn