I am scared to look at myself in the mirror, maybe most of my bruises and wounds have healed, new ones will be starting to show, but I am still covered in blood. Streaks of blood run from my forehead and nose over my chin, to my chest. It is flaking off, streaked with dirt and I still don’t know exactly how many days I stayed down there. My cheeks are hollow, big black circles under my eyes and my lips chapped.