Authors: T Styles
Tags: #Fiction, #Literary, #Urban, #African American, #General
More Days Later
I can’t know how long I’d been under here. My mouth was dry and I felt extremely weak. My end was near and I was grateful. I lived a long life. A
really
long life. I don’t know if I would’ve made it in the world if I was free. I probably would kill her. I probably would kill both of my kids.
I closed my eyes preparing to drift into a permanent sleep when she opened the door. The light hit my eyes and hurt. She smirked at me. Grabbed my hair and stabbed me multiple times in my arm, legs and shoulders. I felt the pain but would give her no satisfaction.
I was done.
She was going to kill me slowly. She was going to drag it out as long as she could.