Little wonder we stumble in life.

The Ivan Project, #44

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She almost fell straight to the ground as she stepped on the slick metal. What a difference rain makes; to her movements, to her moods…

It didn’t do to make herself so vulnerable, not when she was already paranoid with the fear she was being followed. Just as she caught herself from falling, she was knocked off her feet. Then her stalker attacked.

She didn’t know which she was more eager for; shameful life or secret death. They defiled her in the darkness, her disgust so sharp that automatically she knew the answer. Kill her now, swiftly and secretly, lest everyone know what a whore she was, without even meaning it.

There was no good in the world. Not full of inhuman beasts like this; she knew them. There was no point in living like this.

Yet in the morning, they let her go, cameras and appetites full. The end of the beginning of a nightmare to last years…

Author: littlewonder2

I'm 25, and I blog to improve my writing; I want to be good enough to be published. I also studied Japanese when I was younger. Luckily, I'll be able to continue those studies along with Creative Writing next year in University.

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