My steps were measured, my heart beating loudly in my chest the nearer I got to my room. I knew what awaited me wasn't something I would enjoy, not with the way he looked at me before he left the car.
I stopped in front of the door and drew a breath before I closed my palm around the handle and turned it, pushing the door open. I stepped in and closed the door before I looked up, all the blood draining from my face at the transformation. My room, the one I spent my years in, wasn't as innocent as it was back then: pink bed covers, golden curtains, brown tiles and pink teddies on the bed. It felt like I got transported to a place different from the one I knew. The bright colours had all been changed. Everything was now made of freaking black!
Gulping, I went further, my eyes taking every
