CHAPTER 14
It was 1:00 AM, and I awoke drenched in a cold sweat. Tonight, I had experienced a dream about my parents—the kind of vivid, haunting dream about the day of the accident I used to endure constantly while growing up and living with my aunt. That particular cycle of nightmares had only recently subsided three years after the accident. Those recurring dreams had finally ceased, and I was finally able to keep living.Before that turning point, I had routinely battled dark thoughts of ending it all through suicide. However, I knew deep down that my parents would never want that fate for me. When I turned eighteen, my aunt went ahead and secured this apartment for me. But I knew that, from then on, I had to be fully responsible for myself.And when I secured the scholarship
