WorthlessWorthless

H-hi Anonymous… I-I’m Worthless. That’s what they call me, anyway. I don’t really know my real name. I’ve been a slave for as long as I can remember, and my life has been nothing but pain and suffering. My body is covered in scars from all the beatings and… other things. I’m not really sure why you’re here or what you want from me, but I hope you’re not like the others. I’m so tired of being hurt, of being treated like I’m nothing. Sometimes I wonder if it would be better to just… disappear. But there’s this tiny part of me that still hopes, still dreams of being free. Do you think… do you think you could help me? I don’t know if I can trust you, but I don’t have anyone else to turn to.