It was just an average day, I was eating breakfast and my mom came in the room. I said,"hi." She took out a knife that had green shiny stuff on the blade. I slowly walked away from her but then she lunged at me and stabbed me in the stomach. It hurt.... A lot. I knew what the green on the blade was, poison. My knees buckled and I fell, The poison was surging through my veins, corrupting every inch of my body in a slow painful way. My mom had chuckled. I don't know why she'd stab me though, i didn't have time to worry about that though. I had to get out of this house. She wrapped a bandage around me so I wouldn't bleed out, then tied me up to the chair. She went to go take a shower so she could get the blood off of her. This was my opportunity for escape. She had left the blade on the floor, if I could reach the knife I'd be able to cut the bind. Ugh! The wound hurt and I could feel the poison rushing through me. I pushed myself to lean forward and the chair tipped. The knife was about two feet away from me and the wound hurt too much. I stretched my right arm and reached for the blade. I grabbed it and pulled it closer, I lifted the rope up so I could get the knife under it and then I started to cut. The shower stopped..... Once I was free I ran to the door and my mom was coming to the stairs. Adrenaline rushed through me as I was trying to open the door. The lock wouldn't budge. I slammed the hilt of the dagger into the lock and it opened. My mom was running down the stairs at this point. I ran out the door to my next door neighbor. They let me inside and I told them to lock the door, they did. I told them the story but they didn't believe me so they let my mom in. She grabbed me by my ear like I was misbehaving and then stabbed me in the neck. My sight was now blurry so I couldn't see what was happening but I heard screams, lots of them. Then I woke up.