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This story is purely fiction. Any similarities to characters and circumstances are purely coincidental. The inspiration to write this story arises from the growing number of s****l abuse cases on women, men and children, how justice against victims of s****l abuse is denied and derailed. This story would like to address how victims of s****l undergo trauma and how others in the society can help them through the healing process. Some of the experiences in here are grotesque unpalatable to the mind and heart, but I hope you enjoy reading.
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- Why me?
- Treacherous
- A shimmer of hope
- The trial part 1.
- The trial part 2
- The Verdict
- What Have I done?
- New Beginnings
- Unfindable.
- The Waitress.
- A bun
- But I got to know right?
- Well, well, look who is here
- Sabrina version 2.0
- For Professional and Personal Reasons
- A friend who listens
- Flowers and Chocolate
- Eleven against one
- Allow me to take care of you
- Dotting Father
- Good food, company and a movie
- Flowers don't work
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