Pain

Pain

A Chapter by Duaa

"Hey wakeup!". someone was poking me in ribs.
Grudgingly, I opened my eyes, instantly jumping backward as I saw a face looming infront of me.
It was one of the four men that visited me last night.Upclose his face was  really horrifying ;he was dark and bald with wild protruding eyes his face was scarred from many places which looked really creepy.
"Your breakfast". he said grinning, showcasing his yellow teeth. His accent was foreign. He shoved the tray under my nose ,a burnt toast ,half tomato and a glass of water.
My insides churned.
I pushed the tray away, only picking up the glass of water and chugged all of it at once.
He watched me warily. 
"Eat it!".
I looked up, confused .
"Eat all of it". he repeated.
"No". I shook my head.
Suddenly he pounced on me, his slap made my vision blur.
I got angry, no ,I got mad.
"No!" I shouted clenching my fists, readying myself for another blow.
Instead, he came charging towards me again and shoved the half tomato into my closed mouth, muffling my cries.
 Aaaaghh!  
I was restraining ,struggling against him. I spat the tomatoe out and he slapped me again, panting. It was not as hard as before . He looked at me with hatred and stomped out.


© 2014 Duaa


Author's Note

Duaa
Well I particularly didn't like this one but I'm confused where m I gnu wrong do read n review m I doing write? N what m I doing wrong . Is it I'n me to write or I'm just wasting time? Do tell me

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Duaa
Duaa

faisalabad, Pakistan



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