Chapter 12 of 25

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I keep scratching at the scars. Thinking that there scabs, that I can scratch them with my long middle finger nail and they will disappear...

But it doesn't.

And he hated it when I scratched them.

Stop scratching.

Stop scratching.

Stop scratching.

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