He had just slapped me for the first time. The abuse had always been verbal but he found out that I was seeing someone else. I thought it was okay since I managed to break up with him for good; or so I thought. As a matter of fact, I had even traveled to visit family for a month and had just returned. I had a beautiful tan and the older man I was seeing was waiting with open arms at the airport earlier that day.
Now all of the sudden my soul was fearful, for the first time I was frghtened beyond words. My world was about to take a terrible turn. My life was no longer my own.
Human Rights
First Story
Northern America
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