Dark Cubicle

The rain had just said goodbye, I opened my eyes feeling a bit more relaxed though the cold and the clothes were glued to my body a headache, got up and wiped my face, my hair, and tried to give a like my dress. The hunger grew with each passing second, I sat on the bench and wondered where she would go now, had no money, would walk in strange roads on foot, my head was a mess, then went through the little village looking for alternatives, I went through a tobacco shop and read for all top layers of newspaper or a new job, I went to shops, cafes and a small school you were to need some maid, was willing to do whatever was possible to earn a mere currencies, which could buy a loaf of bread at the bakery.
I cried because all the doors have been hit in my face, nobody would give employment to a poor, dirty girl, I walked through dark streets like a mouse hiding from the world outside, I sat in a dark corner by placing the knees on his chest and looking at the sky to darken and get help to you, my angel come and help me, the place where I was the most pestilent possible, the smell was unbearable, the garbage was to the mountains, and rats went into a frenzy about it, I think I did not care already being eaten by one, leaned my head on the wall and fell asleep bumpy.
Smell of cigarette smoke woke me up, I was in another place, a car parts warehouse with all full of rust, looked at me and saw me he was naked and tied, I screamed with grief, which I had done, I went through in panic, kicking and shaking my body quickly.
A man, tall, thin, with a black eye, appeared before me and said he would have another unforgettable night and yesterday I took him to heaven with my unconscious body. He began to unfasten his pants, tried to detach myself and get away, he laughed at my expression and still more excited, opened my legs, pulled out his penis and penetrated me with all his strength, shouted pouring tears in my eyes, help me my angel whispered the man groaned with pleasure, just wanted it all ends up and it was just a nightmare. After having fun, let me lay there and started beating my body with its feel and kicking him, could not even cry out in pain, I was still looking at anything, the vivid memories of the good times were remembered and loved My heart could not stop crying, tears fall from my eyes like a forgotten faucet somewhere.


Jane Lee