MEFA

Mefa : Discipline

Mefa sat hurdled in the corner,her tarted clothes barely covering her.she couldn't remember the last time she had anything to eat as her stomach growled again. She looking around her "cell" then looked back down. Straining her ears for any sound. Suddenly, she starts shaking as she heard the sound of boots, thumping on the floor right towards her cell. Frightened."no" she thought. Terrified of what was going to happen to her this time. She starts shaking right as the sound of the boots stopped right outside her cell. Her head still bowed looking straight at the floor, she hear rather than see her cell door opened and the sound of boots walk right up to her. Her shaking intensifies as she hear a throat clear.
   "Get up". The voice she has come to both fear and hate said. She slowly gets up, her head still down not chancing to look at him lest he hits her again, or worse touch her inappropriately. She flinched when he moved to hold her arm ,her skinny, starved arm. " Oh God, please don't let me down " she send up a silent prayer to the heavens. The man pulls her out the cell and drags her down the long winded corridor.