After all that fire shit I was not able to walk for two days. Fatima came to my room to examine me and she tooo agreed on this. The interiors of my vaginal canal are very burnt and damaged and I was allowed to take rest. While lying on that bed I was provided with food and a girl who too was a captive like me stayed by my side to help me. It was a comfortable set up but I could not not stay like this. They provide food, shelter, expensive skincare, designer clothes and a pretty room to sleep, this is probably everything that every girl wishes for but at cost of what? I'm left with no freedom and shattered like a glass. I am beginning to hate myself for letting filthy man touch me but I cannot help me. With every passing day I'm beginning to hate the people more in this house. Today I feel fine. I'm able to walk and do not have pain anymore in my vagina. Fatima came to my room and announced that we would have to gather int he hallway at 7:30 as we are going to get the essential decorations. What does she mean by decorations? I do not know but as I'm told to do, I do the same. After taking a bath and wearing the bikini set we were given to, I reach the hallway where I see the other girls as well.