Hit Me Like A Rag Doll

Anna’s phone slipped out of her hands in shock, the dots starting to connect in her head, droplets of tears streaming down her cheek. She'd thought of the possibility before but she'd pushed it to the back of her mind, unwilling to believe that the people she had lived with all her life would stoop so low to get rid of her, all for money, for her property.

She broke down in tears, her whole life flashing in front of her. They were the cause of her brain tumor in her past life. Slowly, they had killed her inside, poisoning her with drugs disguised as amnesia treatment so that she would never suspect it.

With the fire of revenge burning within her, she would really have to strike back, this time in full force. In this life, she would not let anyone trample over her or slowly snuff out her life. This time, they would have to be slowly killed. The tables have turned.

Walking to her bathroom, she threw the drug Into the toilet watching it swirl down the drain, and a small sense of satis