CHAPTER 18

(Three days later)

My prison guards made me stay in bed for three days and my room had become my prison, which didn't really matter because I wasn't talking to anyone, anyway.

A baby was crying somewhere on the other side of the house, but they never brought her in, and I never cared enough to ask about her.

Once I found out my parents were dead, my entire world had dissolved into nothingness.

I couldn't help but wonder why I was still alive. In a perfect world, I'd be dead too. Then we would all be together in heaven or wherever it is, we go after we die. Did it matter where they were now? All that mattered was that I was here, and they were there.

The bite on my arm was still a solid red scab, and it still hurt. It was probably because of the deep tissue damage, but it was healing, and that's all that mattered.

"It stinks in here." Suzie's nose wrinkled as she opened