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Blood In The Night

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It was night time and I was crying from all the pain. I rolled into a field or at least I think it was a field.  I heard laughing as they shut the door and drove away.  I knew that I had to get to the road. I could not stand so I used my hands to pull me along the field and towards the road. My ribs and back hurt really bad. I could not see out of one of my eyes but I kept pulling myself across the ground. It hurt my legs, stomach, and chest but I was determined to make it out alive. I continued to crawl until finally, I made it. Sweat covered me from the pain. It was still dark outside and I must have passed out. I slowly woke up and saw that it was getting light out. Maybe a car will drive by soon. I did not know where I was. I was cold and in so much pain and it hurt so bad to breathe. I wanted to die but something inside of me would not let me. I knew what that something was. I want to live and learn to fight, to shoot a gun, and use a knife. I want to get even. I want to make that bastard and my family pay. Especially my family for selling me to that monster. I want them to feel everything he did to me. I want revenge.
I thought about the smug smile on my older sister's face as I was dragged from our house. I want to wipe that smile clean off her face. I want her to feel the pain I feel right now. I want my parents to watch as I torture their two precious sons and that bitch sister of mine. I want them to see everything I do to them. They will receive the same treatment I did at the hands of that monster. That is why I am still alive. Revenge.
I don't know how long it took me before I made it to the road and I had not seen a car drive by in a long time. Then I heard a loud noise like rumbling coming towards me. I watched as the motorcycles flew past when all of a sudden they turned around and drove towards me.All Rights Reserved

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