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In what I imagined were my last moments I thought of Lisa and our baby and that I would never hold her in my arms again or ever see the child that we had made. Childhood memories flashed through my tormented mind: Mum and Dad; and my days at school - oh, why hadn’t I worked harder at school; I was broken, screaming in terror and demented. Everything went black.
I vaguely recall being half lifted and dragged and more terrifying thoughts pierced my already addled brain. Where were they taking me, where were my friends, was I about to enter a hell where pain would rack my body for eternity?
It took several minutes for my eyes to focus and I was still shaking convulsively, almost resigned to whatever was going to happen to me.
“Who are you?” I gasped in awe and fright. “Who are you?”
Perhaps it is now time to go back to the beginning of this story and explain the full details of who I am and why I am here……………