Chapter Eight
It was nearly a month since I had been abducted. I seemed to have everything under control, but the abuse had continued both day and night. I kept asking myself how much longer I could put up with the pain and cruelty I was forced to endure. The whippings and beatings as well as the painful ass reamings were happening several nights a week. They were constantly finding new ways of hurting me. That morning I made up my mind. I was going to start planning my escape.
I figured that when the others decided to make a run for it, they did not plan it properly or make any preparations. It was just a spur of the moment – a sort of… I’m going to get out of here, hasty decision. The result was that they were caught very quickly. So I spent several days figuring what I would need in
