bad choices

They stood around me, looking at me, while I was helpless at their hands, they wanted to keep me tamed. I felt like a wild animal being tied up and having my mouth taped shut. I wanted to rip their eyeballs out of their eye sockets because of this, I didn't like their looks at all. I was angry rather than scared, do they even know who I am? One of them leaned down to meet my eye level, his creepy smile filling me with rage, "well, fellas, look at who we finally got to capture, " he excitedly said, I wanted to spit in his face. So, they knew who I am, "you're my money maker, for the time being, sweetie," he said stroking my hair. I turned my head as a form of rejection, he is not going to get joy from having me here. I fell to the ground, my cheek burning from his violent act. Through the tape, I laughed, "she's crazy," another one said. I will not show my weaknesses, my father taught me better.