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My Blood Stains

Story one

He left his mark on her innocent skin, his sister his own blood; he touched her when it was yet dark when everyone else had fallen deeply in the arms of slumber. Susan rose early in the morning, tears at her cheeks and blood on her night gown she rushed to the village Witch doctor told him of the brutality she encountered and quickly was handed a medicine that would make him mad.
She didn’t hesitate to place it in his coffee and with a smirk she brought it to his lips, clenching her fist he said “tell no one”

“I promise”.

Written by
Laurna Guiste

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8 thoughts on “My Blood Stains”

  1. This is a dark, precise and beautifully sinister piece of writing Laurna. Well done!

    Thank you for the follow at “Through The Cracked Window” it means a great deal to me. -Stephen

  2. This shows your versatility and willingness to take on tough issues. The message I took from this is refusal to be a victim. Hard hitting good work Laurna.

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