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Broken and Shreded

Broken and Shreded

Tunika

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Elvira was conceived out of rape, as her mother brought her forth in pains and agony she passed away shortly after. Thus, Elvira's life journey was saddled with betrayal, rejection, pains, hostility, hatred and torment. Fortunately, her life took a turn for the better on her 24th birthday, afterwards she began to uncover some hidden truths about her existence. Continue reading as the story unfolds.

Chapter 1 Her worst nightmare

..What are you doing to me?.. a small tiny voice asked shakingly.

The room was slightly dark and cold, the rain was pouring heavily on the roof causing an irritating sound, one of the windows was in a terrible condition so the wintry wind was gnashing at the window carelessly, the only source of light in the room was an old lamp with the dim light it produced, one could barely see anything.

However, it was one of such nights Elvira dreaded the most, as she curled herself in the corner of her bed, she felt a cold rough hand grabbed her waist in the darkness, she trembled with fear.

She wasn't sure who it was but she dare not ask, the last time she did, she was severely punished for it. Thousands of thoughts were running through her mind at the same time , she adjusted her position on the bed in a bid to create a distance between her and this unknown man.

Even in the darkness, she could see his masculine features, he was a tall heavily built man with a round face and large eyes, his face was almost covered with beards and his breath was loud and fast.

She was lost in the thought of the reality before her.

..And where do you think you are going to?.. the man asked hushly.

It was then that Alvira realised she wasn't dreaming. She wanted to scream, but she couldn't, knowing that it would only put her in further danger

She pressed her palms on her face and said some silent prayers, hoping that the man would be merciful enough to spare her.

It was midnight, and the neighbourhood was quiet, but the rain continued to pour carelessly.

Elvira tried to look out of the window, thinking of what she could do next, She knew there was nothing else she could do than to hit this man hard on his most delicate part and find a way to escape.

While she was still strategising all of this in her head. The man reached out and grabbed her left breast. He pressed hard and leaned forward in an attempt to kiss her.

At this point, Elvira knew She must act fast. Otherwise, the unknown man would have his way with her. He was obviously stronger than her.

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