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The whipping hurt, and I mean a lot. I was tied, my hands up to the window or whatever I was tied to, my body on the floor. When they came into the house and took me, it felt like they knew the house far too well. Everything happened so f*****g fast I didn't even get to finish my conversation with Dario because of this f*****g assholes. Omg Dario. I pray he gets here soon. I've probably gotten cuts on my feet now. I wasn't feeling the pain anymore, maybe I was but it didn't feel as excruciating as I thought it would be. I remember when mom tied me up this way to punish me. I had been disobeying her and my mother loved to be obeyed. I went a week without water or food. I came out looking like I've been possessed that the church priest asked me if I felt like my body was owned by an evil s