He noticed the deep infected scars on my back. He saw all the blood stains and reopened cuts.
"We need a ambulance!" He screamed.
His eyes were wide with fear. I was carried out by him and into the ambulance. I was in pain all the way because of the pressure that was put on my back.
They put me down on the stretcher. I felt a needle go into my arm and immediately my mind went back to when Hector stuck the needles in me.
I started shaking violently.
"Stop!" I yelled. I pushed the people around me. I tried to stand but my legs were so weak that I just fell to the ground exposing my back.
Everyone went silent. They saw the horror and agony that was on my back.
"Get him in the damn ambulance! He needs medical attention!"
I was lifted up. I started to black out from the shot they gave me.
I woke up in the hospital. I was hooked up to different types of machines. I looked down and saw my wrists for the first time in months. They were bright red. They skin had been taken off to remove the chains. They had grown onto my skin.
