Chapter Two.

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Dear Diary,

I lay against the cold stone wall, keeping track of time by the water that drips down to the dirty floor below. They haven't fed me for a few days, my stomach is slowly turning in on itself. I'm glad though, if they don't come to feed me then they don't beat me.
I'm told I deserve my beatings, that I'm a monster. How, might I ask, is a seventeen year old girl a monster? How has time in this cell made me become a monster? Was I a monster when I was eight, when they took me? The only monsters here reside on the stone hearts of my captures. They hold no emotion, no remorse, no mercy, and no regret.
Tomorrow is my birthday, I'm turning seventeen. I'm terrified. Every year they do something "special" for me. Last year it was sixteen lashes with a wip with glass tied into it that had lime juice on it. I usually heal quickly, but that time it took me over a week.
The pain was excruciatingly terrible. The glass broke off and embedded itself into my skin. I had to pick out every single piece afterwards so I could heal properly. Of course the lime juice didn't help either. It set my wounds on fire and made me want to scream.
But I won't let them get that small satisfaction.
I used to scream. I used to cry. Just like I used to dream and believe in fairy tales. It gave them pleasure to know that I was in pain. So I stopped, but that just made them mad and they decided to try to make me scream.
The punishments got harder, the beatings got worse, and my soul has lost its way.
The rats sitter by me, the only company that I have. They are more civilized than those beats that call themselves men. How they live with what they have done I shall not know. But I have a feeling I will find out tomorrow, when the clock strikes twelve, and I finally turn seventeen.
I know then that all of my answers shall be reveiled....

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What do you think? I'm going to write a few quick diary entries for the first few chapters. Then, I will only write them once in a while.
Again I apologize for grammar and spelling.

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~LostGirl36

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