Bethany Summers
I can't remember why but I know I have to be quite. I am in eminse pain. My head hurts. Why do I hurt so bad? What has happened to me? Where am I?
I slowly open my eyes. One eye won't open. No matter how hard I try my eye won't open. I look quickly around the room with roving eyes but not turning my head. I see a dirty plywood floor, but nothing else. The room is completely barren of furniture.
I wonder once again what has happened to me. Why am I here? I hear a loud bang and I snap my good eye closed. I lay there trying not to move. I try to breath steadily and evenly.
I hear loud steps coming toward me. I sneak my open a bit. I see a jean clad leg and a worn work boot. I close my eye again. I don't want to see anymore.
I lay on the floor waiting. What I am waiting for I don't know. I try to think. I am so confused. I can't even remember my name.
Finally I hear a second set of foot steps. This one is loud but not nearly as loud as who ever is in the work boots.
I hear a voice say, "Come on we got stuff to do!"
Work boots then starts to walk away. Suddenly I hear scuffing and then there is a sharp pain in my ribs. I scream out in pain.
I hear laughter. Then I hear the lighter steps again and that voice again. "WHAT THE FUCK MAN!"
I hear a second voice say, "See I told you she was awake."
Everything begins to fade until I can no long hear or feel anything.
