14. Shattered Hope

I always wanted to be free from my self-imposed prison and walk freely on the surface of the earth without fear.

Who would have thought that my first try will go wrong and I'll end up in a prison that is governed by a psychotic man?

I would choose my self-imposed prison over this place over and over again.

Maybe killing me would have been better than this madness.

He spared my life physically intending to murder me mentally.

Fvcking psycho of a man.

"When I come by the morning of tomorrow, go down on your knees and be my slave"

His words echoed strongly in my head like a bell and it sounded like a big joke but I knew deep down it wasn't.

This man was sick and wanted me to succumb to his vices.

One of my hands clutched to my rumbling stomach and the other, my aching head.

I could still feel severe pain at the part he hit me with a gun.

I don't know for how long I've laid there on the concrete floor but it felt like days and I might pass away in no time.

Just when my eyes began to bli