As each day passes, I’m suffocated in this dark, eerie, lonely world. Every day is the same, the same routine, the same torture, the same pain and fear I go through. I wonder when this will stop; I wonder every time, everyday that I can’t take it anymore and it drives me crazy as hell. I want this endless, suffering torture to end. I want to live in a peaceful, calm, harmonious world where everyone smiles at each other, is friendly, no wars, no violence at all.

My vision suddenly gets blurred; I blink once, twice when something wet slides down my cheeks making me shiver. Realisation, hit me I’m crying again, I curl into my bed and let out a quiet sob. I don’t want to wake anyone up. Everything in this world means nothing to me, nothing at all. I don’t know how but I fell asleep in this confined world and the next thing you know, I’m awaked by a loud sound. I rub my eyes to see what caused the sound but all I see is a silhouette of someone approaching near to me. Who is this intruder? What does it want? Why is this intruder here? My brain racking for answers but nothing at all. Until, in the shadow I see the familiar light twinkling from his neck.  I realise it’s him. I can hear my heart pounding loudly, beads of sweat tickling down my forehead, with my sweaty hands I try to reach for an object near me that I always place by my bed table, but there is nothing there like all days.

 Fear starts to take over my body again and I know I’m defenceless like all days with no one to help me. As, he comes closer, I can smell the toxic, bitter, nasty odour reeking. He’s been drinking again.  I try to escape but my body won’t move.  I see him getting closer. As, he reaches near my bed, the odour of alcohol gets stronger, I’m drowning in it. Without warning, I feel something heavy on top of me, I squirm to escape but instead there was loud smack, I gasp in horror, I could feel my cheeks stinging from pain as tears start to dwell in my eyes. I feel something cold roaming around my body, touching me here and there. I squirm and try to kick him away but to no avail I’m stuck. I let out a scream for help but no nothing, only silence replies me back.

My cheek starts to sting as if a bee had stung me as something wet travels down my cheeks, I feel helpless, hopeless, lost, disgusted at the thought of him touching me like I’m a piece of property that he owns. I try to scream and scream but nothing comes out of my dry, croaky throat as only silence preserves this room. Everything is dark, lonely, unwanted in this room like a black hole where you can’t escape at all. Suddenly, I feel a heavy pressure on top me just laying still; I squirm around to get this pressure off me and finally, my body is light again. I can feel the cold ground underneath me as I lay still like a dead creature, so I won’t wake him up. I just lay still making sure to not make any sound in case I accidentally wake the beast up again. As, I look up the pitch black room, memories starts to flood by of my happy days turning into sad days then agony day.

Every day, is the same I want this to end. I want to get far far away from this cruel, merciless monster. I want this torture to end. I want to end this life. I want to die, die, and die. I wonder every time, every second, and every minute like a clock that just goes on and on without running out of battery. Why me? Why me out of everyone in this world? What have I done to deserve this? Why couldn’t I live a blissful life? Questions that always leave me with silence, questions that will never be unanswered, questions that no one can hear just like me. A person that no one knows of the existence, a person that doesn’t exist in this world, a person that anyone has memory of who I am or who I was?