Katherine
‘You look thirsty, here, let me fix that!’
The smell of bleach filled my nose as I struggled against my restraints. My wrists and ankles were raw, bleeding profusely. I kept screaming and screaming, but there was no way out.
A gas mask came into view, the man holding up a small bottle of bleach. ‘Open wide, bitch.’
I clamped my mouth shut, hard enough to hurt my teeth and make my jaw ache. Fingers pried open my mouth, the bottle pressed against my lips as they yanked my head back. My insides were on fire as it went down, and screaming only made it go do faster. I felt something small and hard tear up the inside of my mouth. Glass. They were force-feeding me glass, using the chemicals to rinse it all down.
I could feel my insides boiling as my stomach attempted to empty itsel
