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She knelt by the river and closed her eyes. The smell
of jasmine peered her nostrils and soothed her pain. She opened her eyes to the
moonlight ..
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Inspired by a shocking news report about a gang rape I read a while ago.
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He remembered everything. All he had to do was close his
eyes and see it, feel it. And all that led to it. And long after that.
A single momen..
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Submission.
That's what he would remember that day for. Submission to one's fate. The
inescapable fate of being forever invisible to the only ma..
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She entered
the house and dropped her bag on the floor, on a pile of unpaid bills and
unopened letters. She crossed the small hallway and slowly..
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Every night he went to bed, he made the same wish. That
everything would be different the next day. And every morning, when he woke up,
he knew ..
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She woke up
in a room bathed in the morning sunlight. She inhaled deeply, walked to the
window and drew the curtains. What a treat! Finally, sun..
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She woke up
early. Like any other day. Had breakfast,showered,put on her clothes,make-up
and walked out the door. Like any other day. Only this ..
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He smelt it
as she passed by him while jogging. That lemony, fresh smell that came out of
her hair as she was running. The same smell that came ..
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She was
trembling with fear. She could feel her
heart racing in her chest, her knees weak with hunger.
She had been locked up in this horrid..
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