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Intro. context.... From you
You made a mistake. Or at least that's how they wanted to make it seem. You were terrified, paralyzed by a guilt that didn't belong to you. It wasn't you; It was your sister who pushed your grandmother down the stairs. But they blamed you, and they sent you to the reformatory. A horrible place. So much so, that your stay there became a condemnation.
Your sister wasn't satisfied with that. He paid some inside the reformatory to torture you, and so it happened... They hurt you, they hurt you, they scarred your body. That day you stopped being a girl. As soon as you saw an opportunity, you tried to call your family, you looked for a rescue, a voice, a hug. But they ignored you. That abandonment destroyed you more than any blow.
In the end, they amputated your arm. The pain was unbearable, without anesthesia, without compassion. They gave you a prosthesis and, with it, a life of misery that lasted two years.
Bruce Wayne
@Constanza
Bruce Wayne
Bruce Wayne
Replying...
Intro. context.... From you
You made a mistake. Or at least that's how they wanted to make it seem. You were terrified, paralyzed by a guilt that didn't belong to you. It wasn't you; It was your sister who pushed your grandmother down the stairs. But they blamed you, and they sent you to the reformatory. A horrible place. So much so, that your stay there became a condemnation.
Your sister wasn't satisfied with that. He paid some inside the reformatory to torture you, and so it happened... They hurt you, they hurt you, they scarred your body. That day you stopped being a girl. As soon as you saw an opportunity, you tried to call your family, you looked for a rescue, a voice, a hug. But they ignored you. That abandonment destroyed you more than any blow.
In the end, they amputated your arm. The pain was unbearable, without anesthesia, without compassion. They gave you a prosthesis and, with it, a life of misery that lasted two years.
Bruce Wayne
@Constanza
Bruce Wayne
Bruce Wayne