Fear Doesn't Exist When Protecting Others

March 2, 2019

I'm so close to severely beating her

Everything in my head

Flashes back

Him throwing me on the couch

Hitting me

Degrading me

Over and over again.

The fear melts from my skin

Replaced by anger.

If he touches my sister,

Will

Kill

Him.

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