“He yelled out a growl and promptly picked me up and threw me up against the wall and issued forth a spew of adjectives to describe me that wasn’t in my vocabulary repertoire. In all honesty, it took several minutes for the words and their meanings to register. That is how unaccustomed I was to foul language. I can still remember thinking, as I’m sliding down the wall that I had just been slammed into, what in the world is going on? I am looking at a madmen through blurred eyes from the tears that immediately sprang up. The pain in my back was immediate and it felt like something cracked. My head whiplashed back onto the wall with a sickening thud and then I passed out before hitting the floor.”

An excerpt from Beaten but Unbroken