Brace myself , as the men come in and take me out of the car, I beg and cry out loud. “NO ,STOP PLEASE. I DON’T WANT TO GO IN THERE, PLEASE” I cry out hoping they would have mercy for me, hoping that they would let me go , help me or something.
It seems like the more I cry and beg and kick at them, the worse I am making it for myself. They are not going to give up, much that I know but I don’t want to give up, I won’t let myself.
They seem to tighten their hold on me , as I tried to wiggle out of their grasp. Getting me out of the car, one of them carried me over their shoulder.
He put me on the couch at I screamed “No, Please.NO” I screamed. “Would you keep it quiet” he screamed at me, I am tired of your antics. He says to me pointing his finger at me just for once shut the fuck up. He yelled at me.