Anastasia:
I always thought torture was monotonous. When I watched horror movies, I could not phantom why the characters screamed so much. Yes they were cutting their flesh. But was it so painful to scream so loudly?
Now, in the chair, in the same circumstance, I could finally see why they screamed. It was the fear. The fear that came with looking in the eyes of their captive and seeing them light up with glee as they made another little incision.
It was that fear that made them scream.
" You can't make up your mind? I have a few things I might like to try on you but you know you teens these days. You always want to be given the illusion of choice.
Grief and fear clogged my throat as I struggled to get the second attempt to plead out of my lips.
" Please let me go...please..." I sai
