CHAPTER 10

Beep, beep, beep that was a signal that it was already morning. I had to wake up to face my real life nightmare once again, for another day. Honestly, at this point living was a burden to me. Every breath I drew was a reminder of my suffering and of all the losses I got. Physical torture is much better than what I was feeling because I was suffering emotionally. Nobody hit me or anything but I felt like I’d been tortured for years.

The pain I could never heal from and every day the...