Chapter 22: The Escape

“Wake up, time to work!” I was pulled out of bed by two guys.

“Ow!” I winced at the pain between my thighs.

One of the men was the one that brought that painful injection. The other was a new face. I was at my weakest point. What work can I possibly do? I was dragged along to a stable with two horses. They pushed me inside. I fell on my knees with my palms landing on the hay floor. I looked back at the wicked men.

“Feed them and clean this place up,” the evil injection man ordered. He went away, leaving me with a new face.

“Work,” the new face commanded. He tugged at a whip that was kept on some pile of straws.

Where do I begin? I don’t know about horses. What is all this? I gathered my pieces together and staggered up. I felt a shooting pain around my stomach. I was hungry. I have tasted nothing, like forever. I couldn’t walk like a normal person. My legs were a few distances apart. The distance is beyond normal. The pain between my thighs was just there, i