Twenty eight: Convo

Louella

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I quivered as I froze in my tracks. I turned around, and that feeling of someone or something attacking me rambled back in my head. I really hated this. Whoever had locked me in here, was going to pay for it. I knew I shouldn't have come here alone. 

I gulped in a painful lump, shut my eyes tight. My fingers trembled, shaking like a wrong impulse had travelled through me. My legs were also starting to turn weak, proof that I'd fall to the floor soon. The groan, the hard and painful one, jerked out of my throat. This pain was as if I was turning into a monster. 

Sweat profusely seeped on my forehead. The moment I shut my eyes tighter, those sad nights came back haunting my head. The night I had almost been raped, the night mom and I were sent out of the house, the night I had had an accident. 

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