Hello, you must be the new one I’m Ana, I’ll be your guide for now, just think of me as a big sister Kay. Welcome to the ‘Little Ones’, so what’s your story of like how you died, everyone will want to know! Oh you can’t talk yet can you . . . well how about I read your mind to see, kay ready relax.
‘A dark foggy night down in a old building that’s seems to be dismantling its self, three people are still there a man and women drinking like no tomorrow and throw the empty bottles at . . . you. What they didn’t know was that the structure was lace from top to bottom with deadly gas and explosives in tell they blow up. You did died from that though you landed on the ground with a blood curdling scream then you . . . bleed to . . . death.’
Oh my god you poor thing don’t worry nothing bad will happen now you will never have to have pain inflicted on you ever again. So ready to let go of of your old life and go to a new?
Wow! Your piece is shocking and peaceful all at once. What a sad statement about child abuse and yet reassuring that there is peace at the end.
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