From that day I was a different person.
My childhood ended that day.
All because of him.
Because of what he did to me.
I can’t forget that day.
I can’t get over the memories of what he did to me.
I don’t want to.
Those memories drive me.
They give me the motivation that I need to keep going.
And I can’t imagine a life without those memories.
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Categories: flash fiction