I woke up in pain; my neck was throbbing, and I felt like my head might explode at any moment. I hesitantly pushed my lids open; it was very difficult because they felt like they had been glued together. I was in a hospital of some sort. There was a bed, much too comfortable to be a hospital bed, and then the white walls. Apart from that, there was nothing else in the small room. It was too white, and I didn’t know why I was still alive.
The last thing I remembered was getting my life sucked out of me by the person I trusted the most. It’s not like I hadn’t always thought something like this would happen. I had told my mom countless times that her new husband and his son might go crazy one day and kill us, but of course, she didn’t listen. And I blamed myself because I had let my guard do
