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I headed for my 2003 cherry-red Honda accord, relieved that I was leaving the hell I called work. My nude pumps clicked against the granite parking lot as I made my way toward the car. I shuffled my keys in my hand, searching for the one with a Honda symbol on it. There it was. I jammed my key in the handle, rushing to get inside. It was twenty four degrees outside and had to work overtime because my ass hole of a boss informed me Perry, a co-worker, quit. (Not surprising) Once I got in the car I let out a deep sigh and took a moment to think about my day. It was horrible. My boss made me print out copies for everyone on the floor. My cubicle was filled with scrambled copies of the new computer protocols that I had to distribute. It was atrocious! Files were getting mixed up left and right, Cara spilled coffee on me, and worst of all my cramps were killing me. I just couldn't wait to relax in my queen sized Sealy bed. I started the ignition and darted home, going past the speed limit. As I stopped at a light, I couldn't help but notice a dozen or more cop cars surrounding the Arizona prison. I suddenly heard a loud buzzing sound above me so I peered out the window. It was a plethora of black choppers circling the perimeter of the prison. My nerves were working up and I finally was able to continue driving because the green light flicked on. As I was driving by, I glanced at an exposed ally where I made eye contact with a man in an orange jumpsuit. By this time I became anxious. I could feel my heart pumping out of my chest and my palms began to sweat. I turned in Oasis, my apartment complex thinking about calling the police for the prisoner I spotted in the ally. "No, they're the police, they'll find him." I thought. I parked the car in my usual spot and stepped out, ensuring all my doors were locked. An eerie feeling came over me as I made my way up the beige stairs that led to apartment #12. I shuffled my keys again. It was taking forever to find them. "C'mon...where are they?" I thought. I patted my foot up and down against the apartment hallway. Suddenly the dim lights began to buzz off and on. Shit. It felt like a scene from a horror movie. I grew more and more frightened. "Dammit....there they are." I said when I found the keys. I opened the door and turned around to close it when I met face to face with the prisoner from the ally. "AHHHHH! I screamed. He only smirked before muffling my mouth with his grimy hands. As he closed the door, he gripped my slim arms and threw me on the floor. He straddled on top of my body. I could barely breathe. He had to be around 200 pounds. He punched me repeatedly in my throat, where I couldn't yell for help. Then cut my face with a man-made knife of some sort. Tears streamed down my face as I thought, "Why are you doing this to me?" Blood was starting to cave in my mouth and leaked from my nose. I kicked my legs, trying to squirm from his hold, but I was too weak. My eyes were almost closed shut before he dragged me into my room by my arms. I prayed in my head, "Please God, don't let me die, don't let me dieeee". He picked up my body and threw me on the bed, my head hit the ivory bed rail. I felt myself slipping away but I tried to remain awake. I felt him taking off my shoes, then my underwear. I cried some more, knowing what was going to happen next. My hands and feet moved uncontrollably and my sobbing was annoying him. "Shut the fuck up." He said as he raped me. He was pinning my arms down to the bed as he moved in and out of me. My raspy voice only managed to ask, "W-why?" He looked up at me and stopped. He walked up to my abused face and kissed my bruised lips. My head turned away. He laughed. It wasn't sinister, it was a genuine laugh. As if he had heard a funny joke. He then took alcohol that had been on my night stand and poured it on my body. It burned, to the point where I was becoming numb to the pain. Tears rolled down my puffy eyes as I seen him reach in pocket. He grabbed a match, lit it up, and threw it on my body.
