Xander
I sat on the edge of my bed, sheet wrapped around my lower section, elbows to my knees, my long dark hair falling into my face, where my head hangs low. I didn't sleep last night, which in the past few weeks has become normal for me, but last night was different. Last night I allowed my daughter to be taken by a beast and I think I made Linda angry because she left right along with her. I can no longer feel her here, It's like losing her all over again. I can't stand it, but this isn't like any of the other times I've upset her and she’s left. I can't just go after her now, I have no way of knowing where she would have gone, I couldn't watch her leave, I couldn't chase after her and heal the damage I had done but I think the absolute worst thing about the entire situation, is that
