"closes his eyes licking his lips as if remembering" the sweet sound of your bones.
Braking and ripping through skin the way you begged me to stop, and my rewards to you for being
the perfect play thing any big brother ever wanted.
"Falling to the ground her dress getting drenched with mud as thunder strikes and rain starts falling she curls rightly around her self.
Rocking faster and faster as his words sink in to her like blades." games, games,bad games ,painful games"her white eyes closing as she gets sacked in to there last shared memory.
The stone room the little girl, and Alysa sobbing silently lacking vocal cords no tears falling from her dry eyes,
she was passed hope of ever being saved or ever retaining a fragment of her broken mind and soul,
all she wanted is to help him feel to show him love, what did she do wrong was not even the question anymore,
but when will he get tired of her and let her die,for there was no other way she would escape this nightmare.
Once a lovely smiling girl with hair of white snow filed with wonder and the need to explore she was reduced to a bruised
and broken husk of anguish her hair long turned in to a rusty brown of her own dried up blood, her blue eyes turned white ,soulless reflection