Tearsoftrust's profile picture. I am a gypsy, I live freely but not as freely as I wanted to, this is my story  /RP +18 #BC  /

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@Tearsoftrust

I am a gypsy, I live freely but not as freely as I wanted to, this is my story /RP +18 #BC /

because i had not had enough to eat during the years i grew up -


i was small and underdeveloped even though i had turned eighteen i looked like nothing more than a big baby (c


resigned to the beatings i often got the simple reason that i could Avoiding them, i went further into the forest (c


was found abandoned as a baby and i had also had to hear i was a foundling and had only brunget accident to the trunk, but (c


mother, I came slowly to my feet and took the bucket and went out of travel trailer, i was a gypsy, or was it when i (c


down, wash and bring water back -- I did what was said because i was terribly afraid of my foster (c


to take it out on somebody woman looking eyes mog her and brumede >>How is it, however, you seem to go (c


was accustomed to beatings, my foster mother had a violent temper and when something went her against having (c


cheeks my hazel green eyes were on my torturer, they betrayed neither hostility or bitterness (c


I had been lying on the floor until now, rose gently when i saw stomen was abated, tears streaming down my (c


up at the woman >> It was not my fault he sent me away when his friends came -- woman screamed - Apologies always excuses-- I (c


stood over me >> This may teach you another time your little foolish not to let your father come home in the state -- I looked (c


greater force hit my back and i sank bitter sobbing on the floor .... I opened eyes again and looked again at my executioner still (c


minutes again: - No No ... dont beating me ... spare me ... spare me ..my voice had ended in a scream of pain as the whip with even (c


my executioner's face, i knew it only too well, it is 2 minutes ago had beaten my back, i closed my eyes and lived through the last few (c


- It was dark in the travel trailer, but the moon was about to rise, but i did not moonligh or flickering tallow dip in the lamp to see (c


because i had not had enough to eat during the years i grew up -


i was small and underdeveloped even though i had turned eighteen i looked like nothing more than a big baby (c


resigned to the beatings i often got the simple reason that i could Avoiding them, i went further into the forest (c


was found abandoned as a baby and i had also had to hear i was a foundling and had only brunget accident to the trunk, but (c


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