Eighty One

SHELLY

My mama was away, her usual daily escape from her mate and her suddenly withdrawn daughter. I blamed her every single day, had she not mated a lunatic just maybe I won't be roped in this misery and the moon, it sucks like hell.

Once upon a time, I admonished it daily for such a lovely papa, and I wish I could take it all back.

I wore my favourite pink gown and sneaked out for an evening stroll I had accustomed myself to, a pretty getaway from the greedy monster that defiled me every damn time my mama was away.

For more than thirty minutes, I roamed the quiet and lonely street in search of momentary liberty and peace and wishing there is no insane monster out there.

The night sky is out, urging me to return home even though it was no different from the unsafe street. Noises from creeping insects and birds made goosebumps grow on my skin, itching me underneath my garment.

I stopped and turned around, exhausted from the whole mess, I dragged my feet as I walked back home.

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