Girl

Once there was a little girl. Ordinary like everyone else. Happy like everyone else. But as she began to grow up she realized her life wasn't so ordinary, that she wasn't so very happy. A very terrible thing was happening to her. He was happening to her.

He was a man who had come into her life married her mom and adopted her. She was only two years old when it started but she could remember it like it was yesterday. The smells, the sounds, the feel of it all.

It happened almost every day for ten years and every time this thing would happen. The little girl would disappear and another would come out. Like a piece of her mind fragmented off of itself. And it happened again and again. A piece split off here, and a piece split off there. Until it became so crowded in the girl's mind that she couldn't tell where she stopped and another picked up.

The shards of personality were blurring for the little girl, but anyone who talked with her for a second could see that this girl was crowded. That she wasn't alone. You could see it in her hand writing several different scripts and scrawls all from the same mind, from the one girl.

So they took her and they locked her away, and praised the man that had created so many. The man that had mentally, physically, and sexually abused the little girl beyond all recognition. And many loved him and defended him.

But who could feel sorry for the little girl? Did she even know what was happening if she wasn't there? How could they feel for someone they couldn't find, someone who was lost? She had enough company in there anyway, right?

So alone she sat for many years, misunderstood. Slowly fighting her battles, locking away demon after demon. Concentrating on sifting through the smoke and mirrors of her distorted life that had been chosen for her.

Slowly it grew quiet, it would all go away soon. It had to, she was exhausted. With one last breath she laid herself to rest. And no one would know the difference and no one would notice. A hollow empty shell alone in there, crowded over with so many others, and she drowned peacefully.

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