JASMINE
I felt my hands grab my thighs and I wondered how I was touching my own skin. It was obvious I was no longer in the room I was locked in earlier by the minister but with no remembrance of what had happened before now after seeing my parents being almost torn apart by the master, I hoped he had not decided to punish me by dragging me to his bed and defiling me in the process.
"Help!" I tried to scream, opening my mouth as wide as I could but nothing came out of them. "Help!" I tried again but I could not hear my own voice.
I knew then that I was in for something. If I could not remember what happened, there was no way I could know what he had done to me but I didn't like it. The fact that I was naked in his bed was more than enough for me and thinking about it only made me more sick.
