9/13/17A Story by Raven Lane
He calls me beautiful like its my name.
And sometimes he calls me a b***h like this s**t is a game. My heart stops and I bite my tongue, trying my best not to succumb to the terrible things he's saying. I keep praying that things will get better and maybe it's just today's weather. But somehow we always come back to these same battles. And it makes my whole f*****g world rattle. I've been beaten with harsh words my whole entire life and I just have to accept this? They always say that relationships are hard but I never thought it would leave me this scarred.
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Added on January 15, 2018 Last Updated on January 15, 2018 AuthorRaven LaneLilburn, GAAboutMy name is Raven Lane I am 20 years old. I enjoy writing with my free time. I am a very genuine and open person. I hope to share my work and get inspired by others. more..Writing
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