I’m sitting in the living room while the guy from the ambulance is attending my wounds. My mom had pulled my pillowcase from the pillow and wrapped it around my arm while she was holding me. They took a look at my minor injuries, which I honestly don’t see as minor cause they hurt like hell. These injuries being my cheek that feels like it has been crushed, my lip that feels like it is split open like the grand canyon and my wrists and legs that have rope burn on them which feels like 3rd degree. They took the pillow case from my lower arm and started to clean the wound. It was sensitive to touch and every time they wiped the blood I felt like screaming. My mom was holding my hand, the policemen are currently in my room after my mom told them that someone had broken in and had assaulted me
