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Ch25

IN SOMEONE ELSES POINT OF VIEW!!!!!
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Every night I wake up and try to breathe in air and I can't.
My lungs stop working.
A severe pain grows in my chest, and continues to spread throughout my body.
And every thing starts to go black.
I want to scream but my mouth is covered with a rag,
Which is drenched in a drug that is giving me this pain.
My hands are cuffed behind my back.
My heart speeds up and I can hear it racing in my ears,
I kick and scream and cry,
but the pain doesn't go away.
It won't go away.
The more I fight the more the agony increases.
I force my self to stay conscious and try not to black out.
Because if I black out,
They will punish.
They think punishment is good.
They think it's funny to see a boy my age shrieking in pain, rolling around, begging them to end the torture.
You see If I was to black out I wouldn't be punished,
No that would be to nice.
They know better now,
They know what hurts me more,
not just physically-mentally now emotionally.
If I black out,
the girl next to me,
my best friend,
the only person I can trust,
who I love to ends of the earth,
would get punished.
Right now she suffering just like me.
They want to see who will black out first.
If she blacks out than I will get punished.
All I can do is pray that the drug wares off and the pain will end.

I don't worry about her blacking out first.
I would rather me take the punishment than her.
But she is strong.
And I am weak.
She knows I'm weak.
She wants me to black out first so she will get punished.
Every night she tells me to just black out, to not go through the pain.
And every night I promise I will get us out of here.
She tells me that she not little any more, and she wants to fight.
But I know better.
Fighting doesn't get you anywhere.
Actually they want you to fight, so It gives them another reason to hurt you.

I hate knowing that this is where I will spend my 16th birthday.
I hate knowing that I will be stuck in this place while other kids like me get to be free.
I want to be free
You don't know how much I want to be free.
I think of what it would be like being free.
My childhood is over and gone.
I didn't even have a childhood, at least not a real one.
My child hold ended when I was kidnapped, I was going into the 2st grade.
The girl next to me has been in this prison since kindergarten.
And ever since that day I've loved her.
I know I have to protect her.

There is hope.
My twin brother Adam is going to find us.
Well he goes by Thomas but I know him as Adam.
he's going to get us out.
I bet you right now he has a plan.
He will rescue us
And I will be free.