Those eyes. The ones that haunt my dreams. Their words. The ones that go round and round my head. The marks. How they will never disappear. I wish them too would disappear. These monsters don't deserve to still be living, breathing and have no right to be taking innocent lives away. They shouldn't even exist. I wanted to run. Run far and away out of their reach. Their grip held me in place. Wrists were burning. Neck feeling bruised. Tummy turned in knots. My voice dry. I was left speechless. Helpless. My family. My friends. Too far to hear my screams. They had me. Who knows what there're going to do to me?
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