Since when did you care?

Prologue

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One hit. Two hit. Three hit. Four.

All I can feel is red hot pain. I can't speak. If I speak against them the'll hurt me even more. The pain is excruciating. I can't help but scream.

"What did I say about making noise!" My tormentor says.

I didn't dare speak. If I did I would get hit even more, if I don't I will still get hit.

"Didn't I ask you a question!Answer me!"

I decide not to speak. Fear completely paralyzingly me, or is that just all the pain I've been through.

She kicks my rib for the fifth time.

Sixth hit. Seventh hit. Eighth hit. Ninth.

All the blows happen. I can't stop it from happening. I wanna scream for help but I'm as good as dead. I'm hopeless. I'm all alone. I feel the tenth blow slowly fading away as I fall into a deep sleep. The cold concrete basement floor is my bed for tonight. Why can't anyone save me?

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I'm sorry that this sucks I just had to get out a story. If it doesn't make sense just don't read it. I get it if you don't like it. I know I'm not a very good author it's just I do this in my down time.

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