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Hello . Dear Point of view. Ava's “Please let me go,” I pleaded with a bloodshed vision. I was thumping for air to breathe in, while he was compelling a kiss on my lip by force, blocking his ears to my sobs, and neglecting my plead. “Please stop” I shrieked at the man in front of me. My Master. “Enough b***h. He screeches. He kicked me in my gut, and it whacked me hard to the ground. I scream out in anguish, I feel like my bone was shattered. I couldn't control my sob. “Shut your mouth, b***h” my master punched me in the face. It's hurt. I feel a scalding irritation in my cheek. He pulled me up and clasped me by my throat, strangling me to my demise, my eyes widen in horror as I face my cessation. “No. No” I cried out, booting my hands in the air. He tightened his hand in my throat