OLALLIE When Vayden dropped me off at Krause’s house, I assumed the coast was clear. Kalonie’s car was gone, and Calhoun’s seemed to be missing. I figured it was a safe sign to enter. But I guess there was one last shred of hope that I thought I could get away from this place without too many scars. Hate grows as my conclusions remain invalid. “Welcome home, little sister.” Kalonie is there in front of me again. I wonder when the last time I was able to breathe. No speech makes her stop. Not a single confused look to her friends and Hazel, who I thought was my friend. She stands in the corner, scared as I am. Fear quickly leaves me; I accept that I’m not in control of their actions. It happens swiftly; chunks of hair snipped away from my head fall to my feet. My knees buckle as th

