Essay on The Pain : Pain And Pain

1249 Words Oct 28th, 2015 null Page
The pain. The pain was unbearable. My mind blanked out in that single moment. I did not notice my eyes watering up, spilling the few droplets of tears streaming through my pain stricken face. My face which had already contorted to an ugly visage: my eyebrows scrunched, my eyes closed, and my teeth clenched. The pain which originated from having my arm twisted at my back, I only remembered three sounds coming out of my mouth: a whimper, a sob and a cry of pain. Three things resonated on my mind over and over again. Why me? Why is he doing this to me? And the biggest thing, it hurt so much.
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