A burning sensation, almost unbearable. It felt like someone ripped my internal organs apart and put a fire in my stomach. Like salt in an open wound. The burning also brought back the tears. Hot saltwater running down my checks. I thought to myself that I would never get out of here. I will die down here. In this muddy, disgusting room. The rage and anger bubbling in me like a witch making a potion.
More tears rolling down my checks. What did I do wrong in life to end up here? Nothing, I was a good student, a good daughter and sister. I wish I could see Mom and Kira again, one last time. But I will not because he won’t let me. If mom would know where I was, she would kick in these doors. But he’s such good actor. Telling her I went out with friends. She was so close to finding me and then it all shattered because of these words. “Oh Kaya? Yes, she was here but she went home with some friends. Sorry” and the door banged louder than ever this day.
I folded my hands when I heard his steps. I said my last prayer before the door swung open. The monster in disguise stood in front of me, teeth as sharp as razor blades and a smile bigger than the Joker. His hands where huge, perfect for choking the living hell out of people. A voice like a bear but not as cosy as a Teddybear. I wanted to go home.
His sweater was blood stained. I was shaking but withstand his gaze. I didn’t want to think about what he did to be covered with blood like that, but a little thought slipped.
-God, please let me live-
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