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❝Why am I here, in this place where there's nothing?❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#9757ff ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #57ffd5】
|| Memories of You || Yumi Kawamura ||
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#9757ff ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #57ffd5】
|| Memories of You || Yumi Kawamura ||
It hurt. It hurt real bad and Corona was curled up in a ball in the corner like a toy tossed aside, no longer usable. When it happened, when it went into her, her entire body stiffened, it was too sensitive, it was wrong, it hurt, it was too big, she was being torn apart from the inside and she didn't like it. The girl screamed at first, but then a ball of crumpled paper was shoved into her mouth and then it was taped shut with industrial tape so she couldn't make any noise, the girl was choking on it as it went onto her, as she was being violated. Bad girl, they called her. Dirty girl, sinful, God would hate her, she was a whore now, she didn't save it for marriage, so she wasn't allowed to love anymore. Blood spilled as the seal was popped, and then more blood as her small, unformed orifice was stretched and torn to accommodate the intruding appendage.
After the first one was done the girl whimpered and shivered and tried to close her dislocated legs but she couldn't, it hurt too much so she just lay there and cried and hoped it was over, hoped that it wouldn't happen again. But then the men grinned because there would still be two more for her to pleasure and entertain, and once the third was done, the first one wanted another round. Mama was gagged as well, she couldn't speak and Corona wanted her to say something, she wanted something but her mind was numb and foggy and it hardly made sense how many times she was violated, in both the front and back door. It was like - she didn't know what to compare it with, a ten year old girl shouldn't have to experience any of this.
Eventually they tired of her and left her, but Mama's suffering was still continuing. "We had our fun, we should get going now, boss." One of the men said, grinning with satisfaction as he said it. "Let's take both these bitches with us for some more training." So Mama was lifted up, desperately trying to say something through the tape but she was unable to and Corona would forever wonder what those last words could have been. All Corona knew was that if she let herself be taken... then this would happen again, this would happen again and again and it would never stop. She was dirty, a disgrace... if she had already sinned then it was okay to add another sin to the list, wasn't it?
A gun was right there. A gun, Corona knew what a gun was, everyone knew. She reached for it and found that it was right in her reach. A starry look appeared in the broken girl's eyes and she instinctively knew what to do. As if a deliverance of justice by God, Corona fired the gun and the bullet struck. She fired twice more, and the three men who had remained behind to pack her up and clean up the crime scene, they were all dead. Corona let out a little squeak and then shook and then relaxed into a half-conscious state of just sitting there in the blood and tears and then she heard the distant sound of Papa coming home.
"Welcome home, Papa!" The girl chanted like she did every day, holding the gun like she would a stuffed animal, smiling like nothing was wrong even as she sat naked on the floor.