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After I hit this person across the face, I expect him to hit me back or do something to me towards what I've just did. I don't know why but the fear simply crippled me.

The moment I did that, I thought I'll be able to push them away and run out and escape or something. But I just couldn't do either of that.

I just stayed there on that single spot, scared to the best of my ability I will be caught and there'll be nothing I'll be able to do. I feel so caught up in what I thought I'll be able to do.

“Right now, I'm just looking at him wondering why he hasn't done anything.” He is able to harm me if he is truly what I think he is, which is a monster. He kept me out of my own beliefs that he should do something adequate to get me to have a smack across the head.

But no, it doesn't arise as a misfit attaches his head.

“Take her out.” He says.

Maybe, I thought it would harm me for that moment because right now, it definitely looks as if he's going to harm me. It definitely does loo