Faces of past devils began to flash before my eyes and it felt like I had six hands all over my body, all tearing at a part of not only my body but my soul too. I passed out. When I came to; he was still not done, he was grabbing onto my braids like his life depended on it whilst my life was being ruined by it. He groaned loudly and found his release, but he did not pull out, instead he put his weight on me as he lay on top of me for a while. I had been violated in more ways than one, but that night, he broke me, not just physically but mentally too. I have tried to kill myself more than 22 times because of the injustices I have experienced at the hands of men and the society. This is my baggage.
Gross weight: 420g
