Dominic’s POV….
I was just seven when I was taken into the asylum, I was the youngest there and when people heard what I have done, no one came close to me, not even the nurses, they all believed I should be in jail, they knew who my parents were, I guess they had to because I was never tested, they came and took me away because they were paid to, they were paid to hate on a child and not ask me why I did it or even if I did it.
Every day was the same, waking up by six in the morning, taking the drugs and breakfast, after that, another drug lunch and a recreational activity, and after that, drugs again and dinner.
As a kid, I am meant to be scared but I had nothing to be scared of, the two most important people in my life betrayed me, no one cared for me anymore, no one can love a monst
