Today is Thursday, my favorite day... I walk silently down the street, towards the supermarket to do the shopping. Thursday is the only day of the week when my companion gives me permission to go out... I drag myself to the store, with my body trembling because of the many bruises and other injuries present on my body. Hunger also weakens me, my husband doesn't let me eat everything I want...every time someone touches me in the street I startle, trying to hide my fear