Chapter 80
Wednesday 3rd of November, 2016 Oporto, Portugal Richelle Smith The last bit of my life that was hanging on there just crushed down. My dad. He isn't alive anymore, I won't ever see him again and it's all my fault. Maybe if I let him know where I was he would still be alive. Surprisingly I stopped crying. Tears just don't come anymore and it feels like my sadness is replaced by anger and disappointment. I'm so disappointed in myself. I was selfish and now I've to suffer for the rest of my life. I clinch my fists and breath heavily. Maybe if I start not being so selfish I'll have a bit more luck. I don't how long I've been sitting there in silence, but suddenly a hotel room door opens. I try to make myself even smaller and hide my face behind my hair. Carefully I look through my hair a
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