WC: 252
Her minds eye had played many tricks on her, tricks she didn’t know her own body could do so she was playing in her head a scenerio that had happened, one that would haunt her. Then something touched her lightly. All seemed to happen at once as Sira’s eyes shot open and she screamed.
“No, no, no, no, no, please no, don’t hurt me again.”
If tears could roll down her eyes, she couldn’t move though. Her joints were not in working condition. She could only try to curl up. The woman that knelt over her looked like one of the men. They were about to take her away. Her heart pounded faster, as though it were trying to escape the cage it had been put in.
“Please, please didn’t mean ‘t didn...”
Her voice trailed off, it was hard to speak even the scream she let out was one very weak one. She tried pushing away from the unknown. If he was here to kill her he had better get it over with because if she had the strength she would kill herself before going into his grasp again. Sira’s eyes remained wide staring into what was the two that were after her. They had found her... she would be taken back and punished severely. Her mind switched from scenario to scenario not sure which would happen but knew one of them would eventually when they got her back to their home.
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