I'm Still Here
Prologue
Kyle Remmley was scared out of his mind. He had been on his hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor when he heard the sound of breaking glass in the other room. He ran into the living room to see one man standing by the broken window as another man was climbing through it.
"Wh-What are you doing?" Kyle stuttered. "You can't do that, Randy'll be mad!"
"Shut up, retard!" One of them barked and pulled out his knife.
He stabbed down at Kyle who instinctively put his arm up to protect himself. Kyle cried out in pain when the blade slashed through the flesh of his forearm and fell to the floor. The assailant was on top of him in a flash, grabbing the front of Kyle's shirt and holding the knife down to his throat.
"Now, are you gonna shut up and be a good tard or are we gonna have to rough you up some more?"
Kyle shook with fear but when the man let go of his shirt and slapped him in the face a few times he quickly responded. "No, sir, I'll be good! I won't cause no trouble, I swear!"
"Now there's a good retard, and if you're a real good tard we'll give you a special treat before we leave."
"Yeah," his partner laughed. "We'll give you a nice ass fucking."
Tears filled Kyle's eyes and spilled over the rims as he slammed them shut. He silently prayed for someone to rescue him and make these bad things stop happening to him. He prayed someone would rescue him.