My hands and feet were tied. My mouth was covered with a cloth. And everyone around me was shouting at me, cursing at me and spitted at me with harmful words. I was crying a lot because everyone around me were the ones I trusted, loved them, respected them, gave my best to give myself a good personality. But no. They just well never showed love did they. Huh, guess they were thinking I was going to be a Bad Person. They showed love by giving me gifts. I respected them but they didn't seem to care...