Chapter Seventeen
I had hoped that as time went by, I would get used to being in this prison cell. That the darkness that the night brought and the lack of light in the morning to afternoon would cease to have effects on me. The lack of food, water and the lack of sleep and peaceful sleep whenever it came by. I had hoped all those things would feel like a norm as the days went by.
But that did not happen. Because the more I stayed in here, the worse I felt. The more I wanted to get out!
And with what happened, with the luna adding more days upon days to my sentence, I feared that I was going to die in here.
Maybe that would not be so bad. Better than facing several weeks of this nightmare for sure...
The thought had crossed my mind several times and during those times, I did not even
