Being His
How can I even scream?
I get pushed and juggled like a toy from one side to another, all the time keeping my eyes shut. But for some reason, it feels great to be juggled like this. The adrenaline starts to kick in, making me feel a certain rush of energy. I don't know what I can call this feeling but it dares me to open my eyes and witness every single turn. Hence, I open my eyes, the strong wind and strands of my hair obstructing my view. The hair stings my eyes so I slowly pull my hand away from the seat belt and push it aside. Bloody stupid hair! Strangely, I recognise that pulling my hand away does not throw me out of the car and I am still in my place. What a revelation! It means that i
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