38. Stop me

Grace-

I opened my eyes, the chains around my hands were gone as if they finally believed I gave up and escaping is not an option.

Like I have adapted to this world, to the hungry monsters who come and assault me every night.

I don’t know what sun feels like, what apricity is or what the outside world looks like now. After three years of captivity, I thought I could breathe but the walls were coming at me.

This room,

this very room, the room with torments…

my lips quivered from fear and I felt my hands shaking. My mind is eating me up alive, my bones are shaking to break, and I can’t feel my lungs rising and falling.

As if I'm standing motionless, paralyzed at my place. Even though I had a chance I wouldn’t grab it, although my heart is screaming to go out.

Where will I go? What will I do? I can’t move, my body doesn’t wanna move, it’s stiff, it's broke. The scars on my body everywhere except my face.

My face is what they loved. My body is what they used.

I saw the window, th