74. Strina's Diary (Book One)
November 12th
I haven't written in a long while and I feel like I am not myself yet.
I have been going through one of those bouts where I don't even remember who I am.
During those moments, it's like I am suspended on air and I just watch as life passes me by.
If the nurses don't help in forcing me to eat or take a bath, I guess I would die of hunger.
Those are the moments when the deaths of my family members come to me in bouts.
I can see my mom crying asking me why I did it.
Dad is always by her and mom is always this grey wolf with the most beautiful fur I had ever seen on a wolf.
"Trina, why did you do it?
Shouldn't you have told us earlier and maybe we would have been helped?
That is always mom's question and she doesn't say anything else.
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