My Worst Nightmare

Prologue

I felt all alone in this closed in space. Everything was dark and cold concrete in the room, a steel door I knew was locked sat towards my left. I didn't exactly know where this space was, but I didn't care. All I wanted to do was escape.

Well, first find my cousin then escape. But I didn't have time to think about escape now, because the door to the concrete room opened.

I looked over at the door and saw the Man. He was here to hurt me again. I pressed farther into my corner trying to keep away from his touch a he reached for me with his big dirty hands. He came in here once every month for my "punishment".

Or at least I thought it was every month. It was hard to count the days when you were in a dark, windowless pit.

He would come in with a thin leather strap in his hand and pull my shirt off over my head. He would tie my hands to a rope above my head and whip every inch of my upper body until my flesh would peel off to where you could only see the muscles and tissue. This was my fourth punishment.

I should be used to it, but still cringed when the whip struck my skin. I still cried when I was left all alone in this dark room with my own pain and suffering. This time was different however. This time I didn't wake up.