Giselle nodded when he explained that he already knew her story. She was happy that she didn't have to go through the painful process of telling it to someone. She looked down to the floor when he asked her to stop cutting herself.<br/><br/>"I haven't done that in months. The ones on my back aren't from me though. They're from being hit with a belt repeatedly." She kept her eyes on the floor. She remembered what she did, always believing that she deserved it when she didn't.<br/><br/>Giselle remembered being only 10 years old when her innocence was taken from one of her fathers drunken and coked up friends. As she grew up she had to watch what she said or did or her father would beat her and throw her in a dark room with no windows, and only a mattress to lay on.<br/><br/>Giselle shivered as she thought of the memories that left scars on her heart and mind. She was beautiful, but broken. She was a broken porcelain doll, in need of repair.<br/><br/>Sent from my SAMSUNG-SGH-I337 using Tapatalk