Sonja

My story from the beginning.. Read: tl.gd/n_1sqq6lo

@TheLaptev People who live in glass houses don’t throw stones.

Reminder: I am trash as a writing partner but thanks for those who still want and put up with me. (You deserve better, but settled...)

+ hall, “Are you alright child? You look quite pale?” I didn’t even have to lie to her* No Mother, I think I’m going to be sick. *I ran back to my room, locked myself in and curled up in ball on the bed. There was no way I could get caught now*

+ get, I watched as the priest slid his hand over the nun’s bared backside, “And if you sin again, it will only get worse,” I turned went and back up the stairs as quickly as I could without making a sound. On my way back to my room, I nearly ran down Mother Superior in the +

*I was exhausted from the moment I woke up and immediately knelt beside the bed for a quick, private prayer. I made sure to ask our lord and father for the strength and energy to get through this day without falter. I had been praying for forgiveness everyday for this other +