Hey y'all. It's a new month. I wish everyone the best of this year.
Happy New Month.
It was nightfall. I felt a grip on my neck. Then a soft whisper. It was him. "Shh." Anthony said. "No, please. Not again." I whimpered. Mom and Dad weren't around and now he had an opportunity. "Please why can't you understand you're my brother?" I cried. Anthony had been very fond of me ever since I was a little girl. But then my brother was taking advantage of me, sexually. I had had enough. I was tired. I never told our parents about it. I was determined to stop this. "Let me go, Anthony. Please." "I love you so much, Anita. So so much. I wish you were never my sister." He said and kissed my cheek. I grabbed a pen from my lamp stand and struggled with him. "You've always been mine, Anita. You're mine." He said. "Not anymore!" I screamed and struck. The pen got to his eye. "Argh." He screamed and staggered. I stood, grabbed my car keys and ran. I needed the police. "...
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