Cursed

I was thrown down onto a word floor. My hands were tied behind my back and and my eyes were blind folded. What was I doing here?

My hands were untied and I tried fighting back. They hit me in the head and I was dazed. They then  took my hands and tied them down to the floor straight out. They did the same thing with my legs. I heard shuffling around then the blind fold was suddenly ripped off. I looked around to see I was in a dark room of what looked to be an abandoned house. There were red candles lit around the room. I lifted my head up to see I was tied down in the middle of a star in a circle.

A man walked up to me and touched my four head. He started reading a sripture or something out of a book in a different language, He was wearing a black cloak that was pulled over his head so I couldn't see his face. I heard chanting and looked over to see two men wearing the same cloak chanting something in a different language while holding their cross necklaces.

I felt my body get warm and I was in extrusiating pain. I started screaching. The pain was agonizing. What were they doing? Why were they doing this? I squeezed my eyes closed trying to make the pain fade.

It never did.

I don't know how long I blacked out but when I woke the three men were huddled around me on their knees praying or chanting in the language they spoke earlier.

The man that was reading out of the book then held up a knife and slammed it through my stomach causing me to screech. He twisted it sideways causing me to scream louder then he ripped it out. Blood was spewing out of my stomach and mouth. I was sure I was going to die.

He then grabbed a handful of my blood stained blonde hair and lifted it up, he cut a chunk off.

I was screaming and crying when the man said something in English.

The few words I heard were, overtake and body. I felt the warmth again. I wouldn't be able to take the same pain I took earlier. I started yanking on the rope around my wrists trying to break it free.

After tugging and tugging the straps came undone. I sat up and started working on my feet. It took the men a few seconds to react. They tried pushing me back down but I swung at them. They went flying. They broke through the wall and landed in the next room. The other man dropped the book and ran out of the house frantically. I got the ropes around my feet undone and ran out of the house.

It was broad day light and there were children and parents playing in parks and their yards. How had they not heard my screams? I was sure anyone for a mile could hear them. I fell to my knees in the middle of the street and screamed for help. I screamed and screamed. My stomach ached and I felt like I was going to pass out.

I fell over and slowly things went black. The last thing I remember seeing was a man pick me up and call for someone to get an ambulance.

Since that day. I've been cursed.