Eve opened her eyes to view the stained glass at the foot of her bed. She rose from the white sheets, her eyes clouded by the past night. Eve began to stumble to her bathroom chamber, dried blood glazed upon the tiles. She gazed down to her palms, countless nails through them. In a quick shock, she began ripping the nails out, her palms bleeding once more. blood oozed from her ravaged hands, Salty tears mixing through the redness. Eve began to feel dizzy, then felt her body drop back, hitting her head on the wall. The blood rushed out as Sister Annabeth dropped her bible, finding the girl on the blood-drenched tile. Sister Annabeth yelped for the pastor and his wife, then watched them find their daughter passed out in the bloodbath. Eve awoke from the violent slumber, her eyes gazing to the emergency room bed. Eve was immediately smothered with information. Her father's specimen found on her thighs, bruised found across her body. but now worst of all- her parents were cross. The nurse gazed to them and said "Your daughter was found to be self inflicting pain- enduring sexual abuse- and consuming many forms of drugs." Her father raised a hand and slapped the oxygen cord right out of her nostrils, her vision blurring away once more. She woke yet again to her father being arrested. she tried to reach for her childhood hero- but the nurse held her down. Her mother crying in utter disappointment, she felt her body gaining feeling, then lifted her hands to find two casts on the hands she had previously demolished.
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