Once the door to the cell is shut and i am able to stand up and hold my own weight again, i reach the toilet area, knowing i need to expel as much of the filth as i can that is still in me and try to clean myself up a bit with some water on some toilet paper before reaching over to the bed and retreiving the shirt. Pulling the shirt over my abused body i lay apon the bed and cry myself to sleep. Waking in fear at each slight sound i hear, afraid they will be back again to continue abusing me.
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