I could not breath. I could not see. They were pulling too hard on my arms and legs. I'm clawing at everything. They aren't letting me go. I'm screaming. My voice is starting to sound distant to me. I feel I'm drowning in a pool of darkness.
*Growing up, I was told we never get anything easy. No matter what we do we will never get anything easy in this life.
Mum used to say to achieve success we have to give up something up whether it was important or not.*
When these bad people grabbed me from the door and were dragging me towards the black van I knew all this was connected. I could not see my surroundings but I could feel a lot going on around me, I could hear them talking.
I heard Hera's name amidst all the talking, shouting and playing of loud music. I realised Hera and the sisters needed a form of leverage to get what they needed and I was that leverage.