Anna, by Bobby Warner

(F.F.F. Website Story)

The bottle shattered on the wall beside Anna. Laughter, like sounds from Hell, made her tremble.

“Foreign girl,” came their course voices, “come with us in the alley and pleasure us. That is all you are good for!”

How horrible, this new country and its barbarians. She had pleaded with her father a dozen times, but he would not budge. His job here paid too much to leave.

Anna turned and ran toward home, knowing she would have to put up with the unthinkable abuse here until she could find a way to escape and return to her own country.

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