It’s been six days, and I am still in this hell hole of a room.
I really don’t know what to do. To be completely honest, it’s been so weird. I keep trying to think positively and hoping for the best, but it just seems like I’m stuck. And I can't do anything about it. All I can do is wait. Just wait until I see what’s going to happen to me here.
I rarely slept at all. I couldn’t sleep because of all the nightmares and sleep paralysis I’ve been having. I surely look like s**t. There’s no doubt in that. I feel like this is his way of torturing me. Is it?
Shit, I am literally talking to myself aren’t I?
I stare at the blank wall in front of me. Wasn’t this wall white before? Why does it seem like it’s so dark?
Is it my mind playing tricks on me again? Oh God just please, please, pleas
