MATEO
I stared at my environment and a dreadful, nauseous feeling crept to my throat. I swallowed the lump in my throat but my chest still felt like it was suffocating from lack of air.
The guards around bowed when they saw me while I walked past them all, straight into the house, my mother's house. The one I grew up in.
I hated the fact that I was back at that house, I never wanted to be around. The dreadful feeling came back as I stepped into the house, memories came back, flashes of my disastrous childhood flashed over my thoughts but I shut my eyes to ward off that feeling of pain and regret that washed all over me. The things I went through in this house molded me into what I was, it molded me into the robot my mom could control. The familiar building remained the same, maids bowed
