For fourteen years, I had lived with a heart filled with anger, sadness, and pain, but nobody knew about it except myself. I tried living a normal life, showing other people that I was fine and doing well, even though I was not.
I pretended to be okay in front of others, but they did not know that every night, especially when I was alone, I was being haunted by the same nightmare over and over again. It was as if I was stuck in the middle of nothingness and chained in my past.
I had nowhere to go, and no one could save me. No one could free me from whatever was binding me, but…I had never thought that meeting a person from my past, whom I tried to neglect, could make me feel alive again.
I was not sure if going to Ohio to see Mrs. Jackson was the right thing to do or if it was
