Defy me, I will always remember, Tahereh Mafi

Pain.

It starts at my feet, blooms up my legs,

unfolds in my stomach and moves up my

throat only to explode behind my eyes, inside

my brain, and I scream, but only in my mind, my

useless arms still limp on the armrests, and

I’m so sure he’s going to kill me

but then he smiles.

And then he’s gone.