Chapter Thirty-Six
The pain is excruciating. When I was beaten, I’m sure they cracked a rib or something because it's hurting so much and it’s becoming harder for me to breathe and to keep up the positive thoughts. I try to breathe slowly and carefully and so far it’s been helping me. Just trying to keep calm.
I have been trying to stay positive, but now, I am starting to give up. This isn’t what was supposed to happen. And I don’t even know how many days I’ve been here, there is no way for me to know without a window.
I have been praying to be let out of here, but now I’m not sure if there really is a God. As a child, I’d pray to be loved by my family as much as Astra, to not be given away in marriage, and to be appreciated. And now I’ve been praying to be let out of this basement an
