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Misery

As I struggle to gain full consciousness I wonder how I ended up in total darkness. Then memories rush to me all at once,one's I do not want to remember.

"Why did you come home late today,huh". He asked me as the whip crashes down on my back.

"I was just picking the groceries up from the store,sir".

"That does not give you an EXCUSE for being late,I gave you a exact time to come home and you completely ignore my orders"!!

"I-I-I am sorry",I stutter.

"Well,sorry is not enough for your disobedience"!

I cry out as he the whip slices my back and I can feel it stinging and burning as he rubs salt into my wounds.

I try to sit up but yelp in pain as I feel my flesh split open more. I don't want to cry because there are cuts on my chest and my tears will cause them more damage. I also don't want to cry because of that sick bastard.

I try to see around me but to no avail I can't see any thing just like the other countless times was down here. Who knows how long I will be down here until they come get me. This man is not my father or brother,in fact I have no relation towards him. My parents sold me to him for just a measly 200 dollars. I didn't even know what was going on because I was only 3 at the time. He makes me go to school so he won't get into trouble. I am thankful to get away from him though,if I weren't at school I would probably get 3 times as much as punishment. The truth is I usually get tortured for no reason it is just for his pleasure.

I have nothing else to do but sit here until eventually someone needs something handed to them then they will want me to go fetch it. But until then I just sit here...

-Hello guys Author here! I am already doing another story so I probably won't update as fast. Also,sorry it is so short it is just a glimpse of the life of Eliza. Thanks for reading and enjoy!

~Love, Author-chan😊