Chapter 7.

The thunder clapped so loudly that she woke up panting with sweat all over her.  Tears covered her face and she closed it with both hands. She had red eyes and her face as if she'd seen a ghost

"Why do I keep on remembering all this ", she lightly sobbed. She didn't know why the nightmares kept on haunting her when she was ready to move on and heal . Forget that a person like her was ever there in her life . But it was difficult. She wished she could but people seemed to make her remember it all the time and now her flashbacks . Her past didn't want to be left behind .

The rain wasn't pouring and it was when she went to bed It was scorching  hot and fanning herself with her hands didn't help.

She got up in a seating position , got off the bed and swtichdd on her night lamb next to her head board.

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But it remained dark. Stupid lights

The lightning broughf lught in the room as it continued raining and she could make out the way to the window. She made her way to the window and opened it widely .

She could still hear the tiny droplets on the corrugated room.  The air wouldn't be any fresher.  She scratched  the scalp of her char coal  short black her  while starring outside the window  even though she wouldn't tell you what she was looking at but it was so refreshing especially after that terrifying nightmare .

She took in a deep breath of the fresh cool air. She felt a weight being brought off her shoulders  after taking that deep breath and her hand fiddled on the night stand for some time and picked up her phone where she left it before sleeping.

And just as she was thinking of her past the recent nightmare to be specific.  The flashbacks . The tears taht were sged that night. How she had to be a sex slave while dripping in blood that night.

I hate  all those men. They were all the same.  None of them helped me even they saw taht what happened to me wasn't right buy stood there like blind people.  Didn't they have children.  She was just a woman they would have just defeated her or is it that they all lusted after me . A young innocent girl locked up jn that house all day and night.

Thet explains the way she treated me . I knew that there msut have been something I didn't know somehow but unfortunately I didn't know how to trust anymore.

One time she'd tried telling Sis Dorah what she did to her but she came back telling her so called mother in exchange of a couple of bears and she'd gotten a beating that she'd wouldn't ever forget and that is when she was locked up.

The thounder roared  again this time catching her off guard and she let out a loud  scream. She fell on the floor with her butt and her phone fell a few feet away form her . Her breaths had turned into pants . Her chest going up and down and her heart beating as fats as of horses were running up and down her chest.