Looking Through The Eyes of Love - Abuse Through A Child's Eyes

He was barely fourteen now; he stood staring at the rocks below, at the water that streamed over them and into the pools that formed just under the dam. He had spent a lot of time here, some just to think, some to fish and most times, to escape. He swallowed the hot tears that freely ran down his cheeks as he wondered why nobody, nobody, nobody cared.



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