I picked at my dinner that night, the food not tasting quite as good once I realized what was going on in the basement.
This world is so confusing to me. On one hand, there’s so much beauty to it – the two days spent at the stables were some of the happiest moments of my life. But everything that happened last night – and now, knowing what happened downstairs – what still might be going on…
I’m so uncomfortable, knowing that I’m living in a world where the happy parts are bought with violence and pain.
I drift into an uncomfortable sleep later. I had hoped that Daniel might come by, talk to me, maybe put my mind at east. But he never showed up. I’m restless all night, waking up at every perceived noise.
I must have fallen into some sort of deep slumber, though, because when someone s
