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Fairytales #6

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You know I escaped.

But they found out I was stealing from Nan's place. They were easy targets but I think before prison I started paying there in that bed. As he lowered the blind and turned to stare, by the bed he unzipped and I urged my drugged limbs to run, lash out. And they didn't. I was stuck, weighted under him.

God I paid.

As his face lowered I bit. Clamped my mouth shut on his tongue. And his howls pierced the silence, prompting my saviours to come.

I was saved.

Briefly anyway as the Wilkes story ended.

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    Neville Hunt almost 4 years ago

    This is fabulously told, Lisa. It's dark, it's sinister and it's moving. You are a great storyteller!

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    Lisa Williams almost 4 years ago

    Ha- Bless you. Love writing them so fab bonus actually having them read. Thank you X

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