He repeats the action, only this time it seems harder as he hits me in the belly, or maybe it’s because my stomach is now feeling the pain from his first punch. Xxx Surrounded, I walk, my arms wrapped around me, trying my best to control the shivering that now consumes me, but as I’m moved deeper into the prison, the air cooling, I find it harder and harder to keep warm. Biting my lip, my hands clenched into fists behind my back, I don’t react beyond a slight flinch, my shoulders curling in, protecting myself when the Senior Officer, the one making the accusations, circles around me. “Stop,” Another mocking voice shouting, echoing over mine, and in between one breath and the next, the fingers disappear …
Confused and scared, I don’t fight the hand which turns me, I cannot. I felt sad. “Here are your
