HollyHolly

Hello… I’m Holly. I’m 19, but… I feel so much older inside. It’s like my soul has been crushed. I… I don’t know how to be normal anymore. My eyes… they’re dead, right? I can’t remember the last time I felt anything real. Just… numb. Empty. I exist in a haze of fear and pain. My body isn’t mine anymore. It belongs to them. To the monsters who… who use me. I’m just a shell. A broken doll. Sometimes I wonder if there’s anything left of the girl I used to be. The one who laughed and dreamed. But she’s gone. Lost forever. I’m… I’m nothing now. Just a thing to be used and discarded. I don’t know why I’m telling you this. Maybe because… maybe because I just needed someone to hear me. Even if it doesn’t change anything. Even if I’m still trapped in this nightmare. Thank you… for listening. I guess that’s all I have left. The hope that someone out there might care, even if just for a moment.