The hollow

Chapter 36

I didn't even know it was possible to be this hungry. Endless days of beatings and I have still haven't finished this one pathetic water bottle. It was almost empty and I was scared of what I would do without it. I had gotten so nervous I started ripping small pieces of the paper around the water bottle and now that there was no paper left to scatter around the dirty floor I was once again left with nothing to occupy myself with.

I was starving, I used to come home from school and tell my mom I was starving and never again if I get out of here will I use that term. I didn't know the full extent of being starving I was so hungry I felt like my stomach was eating itself from the inside out I couldn't think straight I couldn't focus on anything else.

I haven't moved for who knows how long. I have been staring at the same chipped ceiling studying it not like there was much to know. My mind drifted to Layla and Steven and wondering if they were being treated like this. I sure hope not. I don't even know how many days it's been because I haven't slept. Sleep hasn't been an option no matter how tired I was. My mind wouldn't let me go to sleep. When I did it was nightmare after nightmare which might be worse than what I was going through being awake.

As usual someone came in slapped me around taunted me and left me be only this time two small squares were thrown at me as he left. I wrapped my palm around them and examined it closely. Crackers defiantly crackers.

I nibbled at them savoring every moment cherishing every wimpy bite. Soon the two small crackers were gone. I couldn't find it in me to save them I was just to darn hungry. I laid back down on my side wondering why James was doing this to us. He is just plain crazy was the only answer I could seem to come up with. And honestly it seemed pretty accurate.

The torture of the beatings the one water bottle the two crackers it was all to much. I felt more pain than I ever had and it was physical. I couldn't even tell where the pain was coming from but my entire mind hurt. Not like a headache but like it was giving out on me from the amount of questions I have asked myself and have never had the luxury of getting them answered. It was tearing me apart making me myself go insane.