When Darkeness Breathes...

XV. One by One...

We go back, as we travel three years in the past. I told you, the memories did not return in order. But there was significance in the order of return. It allowed for clarity, a much deeper understanding emerged for me now. My way of my mind allowing me to process without going insane.

Pain was horrendous, burning blazing. Fear. Would I die? I was only fourteen. Screaming,crying. What was wrong with me? The pain unbearable! Bleeding! I felt death, felt it crawling through my veins and up through my limbs. The clock said 4 in the morning...

I crawled up the stairs, begging for relief! Crying for my mother.Seeing her fear, I only felt the weight of it more. I was pale. We went to the hospital, as fast as she could drive, 90 mph was the average. We arrived, but testing took time. The pain raged on. I truly felt like death was preferred. The excruciating pain ripping me apart by this time. Then the doctor arrived. He said enough was enough! He rushed me into surgery.

My right ovary was ruptured, along with my uterus! My insides were full of displaced blood, filling up within my abdominal cavity. I was literally hemorrhaging to death! I was in surgery awhile, they were not sure if I'd lose the ovary or not? In the end, I got to keep it.

When I came to, the surgeon was sitting there at the end of my bed. For several seconds, a type of deja vu overtook me, an ice cold fear, like shards racing through my veins. I shook it off, the unease was horrible. But he smiled, and the vague fears disappeared. "You were so lucky!" He said. "Had any more time passed, not only would I have lost the ability to have children, but I'd have lost me life as well." The bleeding itself had done quite a bit of damage to body. He took a lot of photos of the surgery, he told me. "Because no one had ever seen so much damage on the inside when there was no sign of physical damage on the outside..."

The idea had to have surfaced of some type of abuse. But there was no way to prove anything, with the oddity of the entire situation.

Regained Memory:

I awoke once more, the inability to move becoming something of a cliche. I was lying on a cold slab, my backside nearly numb from the cold of it. They stood over me, the Greys, two of them. I looked down, to see my bare skin, staring back at me. There were hollow tubes protruding from within my abdomen. Embedded deep within the tissue and muscle. Once again, a strange vibration, humming through my insides. What came next...

The needle was long, with some type of circular attachments along the outsides of the needle itself. I watched as they lowered it carefully through the hollow tube. It made contact with the skin and the metal blazed! Scalding as it brazed the skin and peeled back the flesh, the tissue underneath virtually melting to give way to the probe.

I screamed, over and over again! The blood sizzling from the heat. A wretched, nauseous aroma filling the air. And then a pressure and an intense "pop," as I felt something give way inside of me. By now I prayed for death, for release from the unending torture! Why? What had I done to deserve such butchery? I could take no more and my eyes rolled back into my head.

I awoke in bed. Pain horrendous, burning blazing...

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