I could feel it,this was the really end of me.It had been days of endless torture and it felt like forever.

My body were matted in bruises and coated in dry blood,my lips were chapped and busted.

And I felt very weak down to the collar of my bones.

Katrina was very silent and I could only hope that she had not died,but the little whimpers that I heard from her proved to me that she was still alive.

I had been subjected to the most horrible of tortures and had been turned into the lowest of maid.

I was treated like a slave and barely given enough to drink...