Every day I am looked at with eyes of evil. I’m thrown on stage in a torn silk dress, and I’m forced to sing. I sing a song of my life and of one I long to see. My love….please save me!
“Get out here!” yelled a deep voice from the darkness.
I slowly lifted myself up off of the hammock that I was resting on. It took my eye’s a short while to adjust to the darkness as I looked to the hammock next to mine. It was empty, indicating that Len had already gotten up, I always was a late sleeper.
“I said, GET OUT HERE!” The voice yelled at me as he grew impatient.
I looked to whe