dear you,

i wanted to run away from my dad.
he made me do drugs, i volunteered for the tablets but i didnt volunteer for the gang rape.

it wasnt good. i am still throbbing between my thighs.
he still laughs at me for not being able to walk.

i could still feel the big hands groping me at night.
the fact is, i am alone in my room.

i swear my dad is up to no good again.
please save me,
whoever found this or whoever is reading this.

hannah lana roosevelt.

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thrown out from the window
into the starless sky
into the windy night
hoping someone would save her
from this nightmare