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by tragedy707(courtney)   Jan 15, 2006


Hateness is darkness
and i'm stuck in the darkness
the light is fading away now and I'm scared
it's cold
me friend is tied up right beside me
she's shaking
you came around twice a day to beat us and rap us and feed us
we were lifeless tied to the wall
are heads just dangled
it smelled of a musty damp place maybe underground
you took us right away with such ease
we never expected this to happen
not to us
it tears me apart watching my best friend just get used like some sort of object to your amusement
and she has to watch and hear the helpless screams as you do the same to me
are we the first that you have done this to?
my new gray sweeter was torn and my bra was exposed
but I'm the lucky one
my friends long red hair was tangled and her cloths were gone
she's the one that needs out
but i need out also
it would be easier for me to get out i am smaller
she is about 5'8" and has an hourglass figure
but me I'm 5'3" and have a stick figure
as i look up i notice that one of my ropes is loose
as he is abusing my friend i wiggle my wrist loose
she looks lifeless
like her soul has already been torn out
her beautiful green eyes are closed
and her body slams up against the wall
i can't let her die here
i wait until he is gone, i hear his big feet leave and get into his truck witch seemed to be right above us
i slip my hand out
and reach over to my other hand untie it
i fall onto the floor my legs are week
i stumble over to her and try to pull her loose
she doesn't even open her eyes
i get her right hand loose and then i get her left
she falls but doesn't get up
i can't leave her here
i try to drag her but shes to big
and I'm to week
i here a truck pass
i can get help
so i run up the stairs and push the heavy metal door open
there a truck!
i run and run and then i remember my own bed and being able to smile again
a women steps out
I've never seen her before but i run up to her and give her a big hug
then i hear a formilure sound like the mans truck
i hide not thinking about my friend all the women does is stand there
he got out and went in the open door
and in what seemed like the same second he came out and looked around franticly
she was still in there
the women goes up to him and he clubs her over the head
he looks at me and my only reflex was to jump in the truck and go
when i got home i ran to the door
and open it
i was safe at home but my friend no my best friend was still there
i just hope shes alright i can't do anything
the first thing i did was call 9-1-1
and i told them everything they rushed to where we were but everything was gone except for my friend beth
she lied right were i had to leave her
they say that she was dead
that he killed her
I'll never forget beth

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