The feeling of being held, no matter your age, baby or adult, the feeling of being held will always bring peace to the mind. Oxytocin, the cuddle hormone. Feeling of trust and love is pumped around the body, forming an identity for our person. Being held is the first thing that happens when a baby is born, connecting the mother and child at their souls. Endorphins. Flooding the body, reducing the pain. The feeling of being held is a form of safety. The feeling of protection and no pain can reach through the wall of oxytocin and endorphins. "Let me hold you." A dark, weeping voice says. Of course, he wanted the pain to stop. Repeated, "Let me hold you." Sometimes all you can do is lie there and be held. Others all you have to do is lie there and be held. His name is unknown, but his voice is distinctive enough. The pain he wanted to contain was causing him to spiral. "Happy, be happy. Come on." A hug is what he needed. Hard, heavy footsteps slowly dragged across the rough, revolting floor. Filthy hands placed on me, lifting me up, "Let me hold you." anger growing in his tone, that small vein in his head starting to become less transparent. My body there, placed on his, skin to skin, just like child to mother; this time it was skin to skin, victim to killer...
