Ouff. I cringe because of my pain that just shot out straight in to my gut. I fall to the ground, weak, beside my bed. it was more of a concrete pad raised to bed level with one sheet and that is all that remains. the guards kick and punch me some more to add to the collection of scars, scrapes and bruises. after about ten minutes of that they come in with my weekly meal that consisted of bread, cheese, and some canned meat of some sort. I quickly chaw down my food then lie on my bead like a lump.i try to remember, i try so hard but nothing. Kate! I stern guard let out as he came to wards my cell. oh hell no, get ready for the beating of your life.
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3 years later:
Kate! Your coming with me.
YOU ARE READING
Wake up torture repeat
WerewolfMy name is Kate. I am a prisoner, no family, no home, nothing to live for all I know is I'm trapped, that's all I've ever known. The guards say I'm a monster and that I get what I deserve. Do I deserve a daily beating routine, do I deserve to be sta...
