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Beneath The Scars Chapter 9
I knocked on Josy's door as I thought of what to say .I heard a faint come in and I walked into her room . Josy I'm done with what you asked for ." Yay!! Riley , have a seat you are one step away from achieving your goal . Can I have a look at what you wrote?" Yeah ,sure . I gave the book to Josy only to see her with an undescribable expression after reading it . Is it good or bad ? I questioned. "It's better than I imagined . You are not actually mentally unstable , you are just scared and turn to have illusions of the people who caused you harm . This is termed as post traumatic stress disorder. It is a disorder that may occur to people who have witnessed or experienced a traumatic event .'' So what are we going to do . '' That would be a tale for another day.Right now i only have one question that is , what did you like doing before all this happened ?'' I loved to read. I remember reading Nancy Drew's stories and they were simply amazing. '' Really i love reading too . Why not give
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I opened Josy's door and handed over the book to her , I don't know why but while reading it I felt all my problems move aside it was like I was moving back to how I was only with the fact that I was stuck at one place. Josy this is the book from yesterday it was about,Every mother's wish to have a healthy baby when born. A baby that was born without any complications but my life was not like that. At the age of eight Irene was diagnosed with leukaemia, chronic myelogenous leukemia . It was not that rare in children so she wondered why she had to face this . Mostly her mum would come sleep with her since sleeping became a problem for her . She was told that it was due to a history of immune system suppression . Normally she got peel skin , infection , fever , coughing ,easy bleeding and bruising ,weakness and shortage of breath at night. She had been told by her mum many times not fear or to think too much as it may lead to me suffering from even more symptoms.She believed in God an
Beneath The Scars Chapter 11
It's been three months since Josy started her treatment with me . In these three months I've learnt to let go of the past. I gradually came to understand that I had all along been practicing the avoidance therapy. I had been trying to shut down the bitter memories of my past by keeping to myself, thereby becoming a mental recluse. I had been avoiding people, scenes, and events that brought back my bitter memories instead of facing and coming to terms with them. My therapist Josy saw it as her responsibility to help remove those scares on my memory . Whenever I experience a flashback of frightening events from my past she would step in to help me cope with the situation . I kept wondering why she was so keen to help me . Occasionally she will try remedies like asking me to look around at the beautiful world . . On one occasion she asked "when you look into the sky what do you see?" "I can see a lot of white foamy clouds shaded b
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I realized how my therapist seemed interested in my back ground . She asked lots of questions whenever she returned from work about my past . She researched the locations of a few of them and manage to link me up to with them . One day she told me my parents wanted to come over for us to talk . I was astonished, why now after two years . But yet still I accepted to see them, there were some scores we needed to settle . Mom , I called out seeing her . She had aged so much in these two years . The last time I saw her was in January last two years before I ended up here. " How are you doing mom?" I asked "I've had better days." she said with teary eyes. "How is dad doing ? Why didn't he come ? Where is my brother ? How is he also ?" I asked . " Your brother is fine ." She said ." What about dad?" I asked . With that being said she broke down in tears " He is not okay he has been hospitalized for a year now and doctors are saying he has six months left to live " she said "I'm sorry Rile
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I heard a door bell ring at 3am , thinking it was Johan I opened it . Darling what do you need ? I asked sarcastically with my eyes closed waiting for an answer. I stood there waiting and when I got none I opened my eyes. It wasn't Johan or anyone I knew of. The man at the doorway looked like a mafia gang member "Sir, please can I help you." I asked. "Yes, you can he answered. Before I could register what happened , I was being pushed to the wall with a handkerchief soaked in rohypnol on my nose . I had never been that scared in my life . My heart continued pounding in my chest sweat forming on my entire forehead my throat immensely dry tears trickling down my cheek . My eyes were giving me away I felt it I knew it . I gave up the fight and let darkness engulf me. I woke up suddenly and struggled to get up. I quickly drawned on me that I had been tied up the chair I was sitting on. I was in this dark and dirty room . A shade of light from the ceiling lit up a portion of the room like
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Suddenly I heard the sound of footsteps rapidly coming close the door . It was inserted into the lock turned and the door flung open bringing in the cold chilly air outside . The scar face man had entered the room . I noticed he limped .He scanned the room with his wicked looking eyes . He came to me and handed over a bag containing some clothing , packed meals and drinking water . I guess he noticed from my torn clothing the ordeal I had gone through . He smiled and started moving towards me with that glint in his eyes when suddenly he had a call on his cell phone. He seemed agitated after receiving the call . He rushed close the door and locked it from outside. I could hear the screeching of his car as he moved out at a very fast pace . I wondered what had disturbed him. I had a premonition that my situation was going to get worse . I needed to find a way to get out of this place fast . I needed to get access to the locked cabinet . I instinctively had a feeling that somehow these ca
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I slowly lowered myself onto the floor with my hands covering my head and wept . In desperation I once more went towards the cabinet and inserted the key and tried once more . This time the key turned in the lock and the cabinet doors swang open . I couldn't believe it . The rapists pistol was sitting on the first shelf .Other items like syringe ,some kinds of chemicals and a knife were also in the cabinet. Suddenly I heard movement outside . I reached for the pistol , locked the cabinet and rushed back to the bed . I flung the pistol under the pillow . I turned towards the door and realized the door was open and the rapist was staring at me with an angry and suspicious look on his face. "what were you up to?" he screamed in his shrill voice at me. He noticed the handle of the silver pistol protruding from under the pillow and quickly reached for a knife hidden in his socks . He rushed at me with the knife in his hands . I stepped backwards, reached for the gun under the pillow
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After narrating this story the Catholic father assured me that whatever sin I had confessed to have been forgiven by God as a result of my confession . He also assured me that since I had killed in self-defense there was no need to fear God's punishment in hell. He also made me understand that there was no need to continue having the feeling of guilt, shame and self blame because of what had happened to me in the past . He encouraged me to refrain from mistrusting people as a result of my experiences in the past . He assured me that just as there were evil people in this world there were also very good people around to make the world a better place . As we went back towards the car for our journey back home he came out to see us off. He pulled Josy aside. I heard him in undertones quietly thanking my therapist for her good work and efforts she was making to atone for her sins . I was not meant to hear and I seemed a bit surprised.
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