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Note: Contains mental health issues, mentions of sexual and physical violence, gore, and self-harm. My throat ached. My stomach had quit spasming from hunger and instead appeared bloated. I’d only been offered water since the last visitor came, and even that had stopped arriving in my cell in what I was sure was at least two days. I prayed the bowl would arrive soon. A bowl, because I needed to be reminded of my place. I was nothing more than a pet. Something to be brought out and treated however my owners and their guests saw fit. My eye...
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