Loss of innocence

It Only Gets Worse

        We were all dragged by our hair into another much larger room. On each side of the room, there were doors. The man threw us down.

          I whimpered as my body hit the ground quite hard. I was dizzy for a few moments as voices blurred around me. I felt my stomach clench and a familiar lump rise into my throat.

          I threw up all over the floor. When my vision came back I saw, all I threw up was a thick, bloody liquid. I was grabbed by my hair and my face was shoved into what I up chucked.

         "I thought I told you, you were supposed to be clean and look what you do! You vomit all over yourself!" He finally lifted my face back up only to be thrown down again.

        I wiped my face on the shirt as I started to cry again. No! No! I won't look weak in front of him.

       "I've had enough of you! I think it's time I show you how to behave!" He grabbed my hair and pulled me back into out previous room. He threw me onto the medical table and strapped me in as he pulled out a bag of tools.

          Keller03