All I wanted when I was a kid was to live a normal life like all my friends. During my childhood, all I can see was a tiny crack of light in the wall. Every day was different. One day I could just be beaten. Another day I could be starved. I was scared my entire life as a kid little food everyday scars all over my body, blood all over the floor. I’m not sure if its all mine or it is and I can’t remember I’m only writing this because if someone happens to find or read this, they’ll know how hard I had to work for survival or if I even survived at all I just know I’m scared of everything…
Yesterday I was hung upside down for god knows how long. I can barely speak and when I do I’m pretty sure I’ll be beaten unconscious. I think that will be better if I can’t move, hear, or speak then I won’t have to suffer much longer but I know if I close my eyes by myself I’ll die. So I’ve been trying to stay awake until I hear the metal clanking from the door opening and see him with his knifes and whips ready to slash me. I guess im kinda used to it by now it’s happened for so long. It kinda feels normal like when you wake up and get ready for school everyday you kinda get used to it. But in my case school seem really nice but all I know is when I even try to make noise something bad will happen, something very bad will happen…
I can hear the metal door opening and this time it’s not him. After all this time could I be saved? No I couldn’t be. I was chained to the wall by my ankles. I think I’ve lost all feeling in my legs but who was this person that was standing before me. It was a little girl. I think I’m losing it in here wherever here is the little girl just stared laughing and her laugh started sounding familiar. It sounded like him and I rubbed my eyes and saw him standing there. He didn’t have anything with him so I tried saying, “Wha… what are you gonna do to me?” He said, “Nothing, did nothing.” All he did was stared at me laying on the floor…
After yesterday’s incidence, I’m kinda creeped out. I just hope its over soon. I looked through the crack in the wall again nothing there just the little light. So I told myself today or tonight whatever it is I’m gonna get out. So I took my weak hand and try digging through the crack in the wall out if desperation and it was working but only a pebble would fall out. After I tried a hundred times, it felt like the wall started losing more and more rocks and the crack was now a tiny hole and I tried speaking through it to see if anybody was there and nobody came. So I left the wall for a while and just waited until he came back. When he did he almost broke my hands I felt the cracking of bones bit I could still move them I’m not sure what bone it was all I know is I was in so much pain I could even lift myself up off the ground…
After I rested for a little while I could finally move so with all my energy I tore and tore at the wall and when it looked big enough that I could fit through it, I tried to climb out. But I was stuck. I forgot my legs were chained to the wall so I did what I needed to get out and when I reached for my feet and twisted them until they felt like jelly to the touch. I seeped out of the chains and all I know is my whole body hurt and I was stuck crying on the blood filled floor. So I slowly dragged my body to the hole and managed to climb through it and I just layed there weeping. I looked around to find an exit. All I could see were multiple door leading to God knows where. I just remember crawling until I collapsed and then I blacked out. All I remember was I woke up in a room with nothing. No light no nothing. I heard a door opening and I saw him clearly I muttered the words, “Dad is that you?” and he raised his hand and punched me to the ground…
I woke up to the sound or a woman saying, “It’s ok your safe now…”
