Personal Narrative-Suffering In Pain

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“You are going to die screaming in pain”. Those where the words I had been hearing for the past couple of hours of excoriating hours by the hands of the big bellied man my father in law had trick me into marrying. I don’t know how long I had been in the dungeon of the castle that I had lived in all of my life , but I no one thing the stuff that was in this room was knew he must have been collecting all of these devices for years for it had felt like he had used everyone.
After he had stripped me and made sure that my hands and legs where embedded on the wooded post and the rope had drawn blood, he had told me that he wanted to know if a woman could stand as much pain as a man before he broke my will or would I be stronger. When he looked into my eyes I saw hatred and pleasure he smirked at me and then he threw back his head and laughed that god awful snake like laugh of his that had always chilled me to the bone. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain; and began to reflect on my life and how I had ended up in this god awful situation.

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It was the year of our lord 1126 and I had had what you would
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I can remember just looking at Nicolas and asking him if that was true and how he knew this and he had told me that he was sent to my father’s father to squire and learn from him and he and my father had become close friends from the first meeting and that after he had been there for a few years my father’s mother used to tell stories about my father’s family and she told them one day about my great great grandmother and the powers that she

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