My Protective Hero
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they show to the world around them
months
ol
ng has c
ng was d
elt like a prison
the monsters were
rom my cage. The cage I had lived in since I was eight. And yet the
d and
eks should be enough to make me calm, to accept my new life. To accept the good people th
devil himself with his three brothers and one best friend to save the woman he love
ad seen and went through every kind of shit the world threw at them and still managed to love each other
rfection. Making me feel like a part of them. Treat
use has cried at some point. The only difference was they all have healed or were in
happened before in the last months too. Where nothing seemed to comfort me, where everything felt like an anomaly. These bouts of sudden panic attacks had disappeared after living in that cage for years on end, I had adapted
as the room itself
ike a cru
of my im
beneath my palms, the doors would burst open and those monsters would come and grab me. Those m
y legs could buckle underneath me I walked to the corner w
old floor w
rd my chest and wrappe
clothes I got to wear here. I focused on the clothes. The soft material on my
ion. Shaking and reeling. But even as I sat there
t come so
ve those monsters pleasure and made them more cruel. Now my tears ha
someone hurting me. But the fact that now I was waking up in the soft bed I was running away from, under the warm blankets, made me rea
mind conjured up images of someone touching my body when I was unconscious. It won't be the first tim
to
ice had me
. My heart hammered inside my chest and my skin tightened waitin
roz
onster to
was hur
l the pain
ed away from the
aw him, I re
't the
up