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kenzieb - - "I stand upright on my toes. Straight, tall, indifferent. People mill around me, gathering closer to the pole from which I hang. I can fill their eyes trained on me as they gaze at my tortured body. Scars zig-zag up and down my body in an array of welts and deeply cut wounds. I can still hear the whirl of the whip as it slices through the air, breaking the sound barrier, and slaps across my back. Scarring me for life. The price that I paid for my freedom. I stand upright because everyone is watching. Everyone wants to know if their young leader will still lead them out of bondage. I stand upright, my hands hanging from the pole above my head, to make sure they know I’m not quitting. "View -
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