Debdutta Pal (@gumusservi): "The cuts break my skin, and I yank at the weakened spots. While my sister unfastens more binds, four others form a defensive circle. Familiar scars trace their limbs. I want to run as far as possible and hide myself away. They tell me I can’t. It’s time for revenge."

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Debdutta Pal Dec 27, 2023

The cuts break my skin, and I yank at the weakened spots. While my sister unfastens more binds, four others form a defensive circle. Familiar scars trace their limbs.

I want to run as far as possible and hide myself away.

They tell me I can’t. It’s time for revenge.

Smillew

Dec 26, 2023

Oh! You saw the splinters. Good. Let me help.

Sharp pieces of wood dig under my nails. Flashbacks of bloody nights take over. Torture signals ride my nervous system and implode in my brain. But instead of losing consciousness, I exhale it.

The pain takes shape in the room.

"Sis?"

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Dec 27, 2023

1:04 PM

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