I find myself once more laying on the cold metal table. The restrains keep me from moving.
The gag keeps me from screaming. Like always, I feel the familiar head piece attached to my temples on my head.
Tears stream down my face while the faces above me hold sick grins. One of them reaches for a leveler.
Just like yesterday, I feel the agonizing electric shocks pulsing through my body.
One of my tears falls far down enough down the side of my face and reaches a prob.
The electric shocks intensifies. I let out muffled screams. The faces that once held smiles were now laughing.
Laughing at all the pain I'm in. Once the torture is over, they proceed to unstrap me, only to restating me again.
Due to the shocks, I can not move. They forced me into the uncomfortable jacket which prevents me from moving freely.
They pushed me onto a wheelchair and one of the faces looked at me dead in the eyes.
"I hope you learned your lesson. Maybe next time you'll follow our rules and do what you're told!"
They said. Without further ado, I was hauled away to the place at which I am always alone.
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Worthless
Teen FictionDoug never asked for much. He just wanted friends and for his father to love him. But he can never get what he wants. Doug's father is the typical abusive father with a drinking problem. Doug's step mother works late hours at the local strip club. S...
