Personal Narrative: Burned Holes

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I was jarred out of my relaxing sleep by the taste of the musky air that surrounded me, and the light that burned holes through my eyes. Dazed, I opened my blurry eyes to see that I was alone. I thought to myself what happened at the party? Was I dreaming? As I gathered strength to get up I began to feel lightheaded from the consumption of all the alcohol from the night before. I scrambled to try and find my purse, but noticed there was nothing in the room, not even my clothes. The only things that are in the cold dark room are my naked self, a metal bed, and a diminutive green light that burned holes through my tender eyes. Fluttering around the room, I began to try and find a door; however, when I found the door it was locked. Slowly I walked …show more content…
Every girl in the cold room was crying and their backs were all gushing tremendous amounts of blood. He flayed every girl's back in the room and I knew I was next. After he finished flaying my back I tried calming all the girls down, when in the corner of the room I saw a twelve year old girl. The twelve year old girl is my younger baby sister. I walked over to her and tried to calm her down, but she lost so much blood that she began to cry and close her eyes. I held my sister and cried as I felt her take her last breath. I sat there and cried as I held my sister in this house of hell. I knew that this was the worst thing that has ever happened to me. I lost my only sibling in this house of rape and abuse. Moments later the door opened and it sounded like thousands of moths were flying down the hall. Seconds later four men walked in with green shirts and moth masks on; they stomped their feet and began to grab girls by the arms. Anyone who fought with them they shot in the back and left them to lay in their pools of cold blood. They led us all to this enormous doorway, and opened the door and shoved us outside. Once we were set free I knew I had to run to the cops. So I took a sharp left onto the street and ran my naked blood covered body down the street. As I approached the cop station I
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