The Two Sisters, Who Is Lying

08

I was hung up and locked in the basement when I woke up.

In the next ten hours or so, I never left the corner.

I could only eat what she bought,

use the spittoon she kicked over as the toilet.

I even needed her help to take off the pants.

However, the worst part for me was to endure her insults for no reason.

She satirized, "Have you been used to being tied up in this way?"

"Don't you like to take photos like this?"

"Pretend to be pitiful and then let the men take photos!"

The more she spoke, the angrier she became, as a result, she began to slap me, just like before.

But I never made a sound.

I knew my pain would make her excited, so I didn't shout out.

I prayed for Zion to come back early

to save me from here.

He said he would not let that happen again.

More than 20 hours.

Would he be anxious if he was unable to get through to me?

09

Finally, at 5 pm on September 27th, the appointed time with him, I heard the iron gate open.