Breathless. Her hands wrapped around her body in a straitjacket. The
more she moves the more restricted she feels. The straps seem to get tighter,
hugging her body. Tighter still, starting to bite into her skin. Pressing her
ribs together, reducing the capacity of her lungs. She can't breathe. It hurts.
She panics and struggles to escape. But it keeps tightening, until she feels
her ribs start breaking, one by one. and she thinks she's going to die. She
exhaled her last breathe...
She woke
up sweating. The sheets of her bed a tangle around her body. She takes a couple
of deep breathes and exhales. It was only a dream. She thought. "It was
only a dream" she said out loud.
She got
up ready to start her day. Her tortured soul still entrapped in chains.
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