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January 10, 2011 by Shykia Bell

Even before the smoke had cleared I was stolen from another, my name changed by my captors. They used my body for their own benefit with no care or concern for my well-being. I was violated as a means to demonstrate their power. Each day I cried out as a new part of me died, but they didn’t understand my language. Either that, or they simply tuned me out. Even so, I wasn’t alone in my suffering. There were others even more helpless than I, being used and abused based solely on their outer appearance, as was my previous caregivers. I caught the red blood that seeped from their bruised midnight flesh as my own wounds bled black. Yes, those were heartrending times and we cried together in our helpless fear, anguish and anger. Just when we thought we’d break, change rode in on the back of time as swiftly as the comets in the sky above. I could feel it shower all over me, affecting all who touched me while cleansing the scars that will never completely heal.

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