Dele's scream echoed from wall to wall as each strike of the hammer drove the dull iron nail through his wrist. Sweat mixed with tears rolled down his cheeks as blood pumped from the wound. "W-why are you doing this?" His question came as a plea, voice scratchy from all his screaming. "Why am I... Continue Reading →

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