28th June 1995
The next morning, I woke up, when someone knocked at the door. "Sophie, wake up it's two at noon, are you not hungry?"
I sat on the bed yawning, and was shocked to see the condition of my room. The blankets, pillows, alarm clock, glass vase, everything was on the floor. The flower pots in the balcony were broken. The clock had stopped working, it was showing 3:30 am. What was happening? I wasn't able to understand anything.
"Sophie man, wake up, how much will you sleep," I heard Amber's voice. I tied my hair in a bun and went to open the door when something pierced my foot.
"Ouch---" I cried.
"Sophie, are you okay?" Amber asked concerned banging at the door. I bent down, and picked up the broken photo frame, which was lying on the floor. It was Ryan and my picture. W
