Danika felt detached from her body. The beatings are too much. She can only breath pain as more kicks and hands hit her body.
She laid there sprawled down on the ground, curled into a ball.
She heard people scream but she couldn't make out who they were. She can't make out anything anymore.
Her body hurts badly.
Another kick landed on her back. Tears fell from her eyes. Her vision was too blurry, so she can't see anything. Or hear anyone.
They all sounded so far away. This must be what it feels like to die.
Another person kicked her and she only curled into a tighter ball. She has her hands wrapped to her middle, in a protective mode.
Why was she protecting her belly? There's no baby in there.
And yet, she couldn't move her hands. Not even when they rained blows on them.
Another kick landed on her lower back. She heard screams but she couldn't make out the people screaming.
Pitiful broken sobs filled her ears, and she found out that they were from her.