In a deep voice,the man commanded me to stand up. I obliged as quickly as possible hoping the man would be patient with me and my mutilated back. Turns out he's not so compassionate for he viciously grabbed my arm and yanked me up so hard my feet left the ground. He angrily order me to be quick no matter what before bending down to unlock the manacles around my raw ankles.
Once he had finished,he ordered me to follow him and follow him I did. Or tried to at least. His long and quick strides were almost three times as long as mine so I was quite near running to keep up. The corridor passed in a blur of white walls washed in the same white light,and brass knob glinting in the same light. The man eventually stopped at a door,one that looked the same as all the ones we had passed,and just after he opened,ordered me inside. I scurried into the room as fast as I could,only to be met by many pairs of curious eyes.
I jumped as the door was slammed behind me,presumably by the man. I tried to meet various pairs of eyes but found that my new instinct was to put my head down submissively. Then I shuffled to the back of the room,past countless bed who's the owners of the curious eyes sat. One bed stood empty,I noticed as I reached the back of the room so immediately claimed it for my own still wishing those eyes would turn to look at something else.
I laid carefully down on my stomach and tried to meet the eyes once again. I still couldn't but I saw the owners of the eyes and saw what probably reflected me. Girls of my age or at least within a year of my age were starting at me. All of them had dull greasy hair that had probably once shone and been full of life as I waved in the breeze.
I could take it no longer. I turned my head towards the walls, closed my own eyes,and fell into a fitful sleep.
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Short StoryI turned around so my back was exposed to him and I was left to face the wall,clinging to the blood manacles and chains. His voice came out deed and rough as he said,"One,"and the whip met my back and I found the energy to scream.