I stood by the window looking down at my dad, he was talking to the some of the main people in our group, they all looked up at me, i could see anger, disappointment and other twisted emotions written on their faces. I watched as they came through the door, my ears perked up at the sound of their heavy footsteps making their way up to my room, the door, flew open and i spun around, my dad looked me straight in the eyes and punched me. 

Is that rain?

It's warm rain, why is it so warm?

I struggled to open my eyes, but when i did, i looked around, i was lying under a cliff, in the mud, where was i, what happened? My head was spinning, the rain had stopped, i looked up to see some guys standing, they were all laughing and smiling, then it hit me. I raised my hand up to my face and sniffed, oh god they were peeing on me, i gazed up at them in disbelief, only to see a rock come flying and hit me straight in my face, i cried out in pain, i could smell my blood seeping out of my skin, then another rock hit me and another, i tried to get up but fell back down, my feet wouldn't move, but the rocks kept coming so i had to move, i moved my hands and begun to drag myself. I felt my skin being bruised and broken, i looked down at myself only to see that i was naked, why was i naked? I screamed out ass another big rock landed on my hip and a rush of pain went through my body, the scratches would be nothing compared to what would happen to me if i stayed here. I put my hand forward and continued to drag myself, trying my best to ignore the pain, i had to get away, i had to get away now.