"What's a girl to do when she knows she needs to disappear, but she just doesn't know how?"
"I cut all my hair off shortly after that to punish her, but that meant there were no more strands to pull."
"But her name is Lauren. We call it our slave name, and nobody has permission to call us by that name. Not a single one of you."
There are others in here. I can feel them. Sometimes I can catch one of them talking in the background, and I know it isn't me. When I pay attention, they stay quiet. They don't want me to know that they are there. Well jokes on you assholes, I know you exist. Not that it... Continue Reading →