I slowly opened my eyes and looked around. I was in Izzy’s room, and I looked up at the ceiling and then turned to the window. The sun was shining high and bright in the big blue sky. I smiled for a moment, but then my smile faded when I remembered the things we had all just gone through. The memories flooded my mind painfully.
Izzy dying in Sam’s arms, Corey dying in front of me, and killing Craven and Bastian. Sadly, I sighed a heavy sigh and turned my head away from the window. I squeezed the pillow under my head and let my tears fall. Sadly, I put my arm up to cover my face just in case anyone came into the room and that is when I saw the scars on my arm and shoulder.
The scars were ugly and a reddish brown color. The ones on my shoulder stretched down my back and down the front of
