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A girl with a painful life.

Submitted: May 17, 2008

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Chloe got up from the bed, dressing herself quietly while staring at the man. He was laying on his stomach, already sleeping. He was the worst she’d had since she’d started. She grabbed the two hundred dollars from off the nightstand. He’d been so desperate that he’d offered her two hundred dollars. How pathetic.

She walked out the house, onto the empty street. It was raining harshly on her. She deserved it, she knew, for her sins. Why did she do what she did? Their was no other way for her to make it. Her parents didn’t care about her, she had no friends and no other family. Her dad was threatening to throw her out if she didn’t have two hundred dollars on the rent every month. If she was kicked out, she’d have nowhere to go.

Walking through the rain, she began cried. People say they like walking in the rain because no one knows your crying but that’s not true. The expression on a person’s face shows that their crying. Chloe didn’t like crying in the rain. She’d rather be in her bed crying, her tears soaking a pillow. Then she’d wake up, not remembering she’d fell asleep.

The pain she felt inside was so unbearable. No love had ever came her way. She didn’t even know the meaning of it or if it existed. She wished she could commit suicide but something was telling her to stay alive. Telling her something good was in store for her. Besides, she knew if she killed herself, she’d end up in hell where pain was eternal. But being in her agony, their seemed their was nothing good in store for her.

All of a sudden, a gloved hand covered her mouth. Her heart jumped, scaring the life out of her. A sharp blade was placed at her neck. She felt the sharpness, knowing it could cut her easily with hardly any force. “Don’t move,” a rough voice said, pulling her somewhere to the side.

The person led her into an alley. Oh no! she thought, her tears increasing but she made no sound.

“Don’t be scared. You do this for a living don’t you?” He felt her up, touching all her private areas. She noticed the knife was no longer to her neck. She had a chance.
Chloe kicked the man, missing his groin. Instead she kicked him in his kneecap. He swung her around and slapped her harder than she’d even been hit in her life. She fell to the ground, tears falling hard while her nose burned. A scar was left on her cheek that started to bleed as she began to get dizzy and loss consciousness. God, please help me, she preyed in her mind before losing consciousness completely.


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