Pain, it was all i could feel. My head ached from being knocked out, my legs were burning from running so far, so fast. My arms felt like they were on fire from being bound up so tight. Every time i tried to move pain radiated through every bone, every muscle and every fibre in my body. I welcomed death. I knew my love would never forgive me for being so weak, for thinking such things, but how much pain could one 18 year old girl withstand in one lifetime. Soon, they would kill me and i would be reunited with my father once again. I thought of my love, my James and tears prickled my eyes. I let out a small sob and froze when i heard a voice. "Its time you little slut" This was it. My death