This story contains themes of: assault, child abuse, depression, sexual assault abuse, self-harm, suicide, torture, violent death, explicit imagery
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Have you ever been born in a world where you didn't even want to.. have you ever been crippled by the darkness within you enveloping the very essence of your existence.. have you ever been running till your legs gave out, till they bleed out and every bone contorted into sickening twists.. have you ever never felt in control of whatsoever even your own fucking body and soul. Stuck in limbo between 2 personalities of yourself.. Dissociative identity disorder they call it.. she was Ramsey.. I am Gene but the lines between my identity are blurred and all I can see.. all I can remember is Ramsey & Gene.. I think I'll call myself Ramsey Gene.. coz I saw him and I think every sickening thing is flooding back warping my very flaws and sins..
Writer's POV
At full moon's light in a great mansion, sounds of shuffling were heard. In a room, the basement where the person resided. The room was cold nearly to 0°celcius, the person twisted and turned trying to get sleep but to no avail. The awoken, ,"Get up. We got work to do my precious Belladonna." The cold masculine voice whispered and the person's emerald eyes shot open.
"Yes father."The person got off the old torn filthy rat-infested mattress.
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