For you who have read anything about me in the about me part, or my story about alcohol have an idea about my problems. Today is 10/24/2022 and I’m 9 years sober from alcohol. I used to drink 1/5 of vodka each day (At work sadly) then I’d go home…

“What the hell Mike! Why did you do that! We should have just left with what we have!” I yelled. The front door has a keypad attached to it that when the code is pressed it automatically unlocks. We heard the code being entered. You could hear the lock opening. …

It’s about 8pm now, we’ve just been sitting around doing much of nothing. Mike seems like he’s growing more anxious as the minutes go by. He turned and looked at me, clicked the TV off. “Alright, we need to do something. We have to make some money. I don’t care…

After about an hour of him literally raping me. He threw me off the bed and he headed to the bathroom. “I need to shower you nasty whore. Who knows what kind of STDs you have.” He yelled. I thought to myself. I probably only have the ones you have…

Since Mike and I murdered that guy William, last month in my room, things have not been the same. Mikes got a hard on now for robbing people and seems like he wants to kill again. Honestly, I’m afraid that he will soon kill me. …

Mike ran over to Rebecca; he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her towards me. “Let’s see how much you care about this guy! Take this bat and hit him. Do it!” Mike yelled. Rebecca looked at me with a dad face as blood was dripping from her nose. …

I woke up tied to that nasty ass bed. The one that’s covered in piss, shit and who knows what else. Looks like some blood down there in the middle. Freaking nasty. “What the fuck have you done Rebecca? Why the hell am I tied up?” I spoke. She looked…