Hour 2: An accident

A little girl ran out to her garden
The wide range of colors that Nature spread fascinated her
Smelling the fragrance she caressed them
Goose bump their velvety touch created on her tender skin
She closed her eyes and savored the warm feeling
Suddenly a rough gloves hand covered her mouth
And dragged her to the bushes
He stripped and raped her and ran away
Whimpering the bleeding child ran to her mother
And cried, “mom, I just had an accident”

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A little girl ran out to her garden
The that Nature spread fascinated her
Smelling the fragrance she caressed them
Goose bumps their velvety touch created on her tender skin
She closed her eyes and savored the warm feeling
Suddenly a rough hand covered her mouth
And dragged her to the bushes
He ran away
Whimpering the bleeding child ran to her mother

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