~AUTUMN~
Reading my mother's diary has become my new favorite thing to do. It made me feel closer to her. It was my only memory of her; I could read anything she wrote for hours. Surprisingly, it was my comfort during the time I spent locked in this room.
I didn't understand how she got the strength to kill my dad when she loved him so much. It must have broken her heart in two.
What was he like? What did he look like? Was he scary to look at? Did his eyes look cold and soulless?
I was probably better off never knowing any of these things.
I'm still unsure what the overlords plan to do with me, but I was okay with them never coming to get me.
That thought quickly gets thrown out.
My eyes are glued to the door when I hear footsteps coming my way. They were finally here for me.
