Erica
I ran out of the dining hall, uncaring of the fact that I was nakèd and anyone could see me. All I wanted was to get away from him and the dark shadowed demons of my childhood.
I burst into the room I had spent my day in and made my way straight to the bathroom. I wasn’t in any condition to think that how this old, dark castle had a shower installed in it as I turned it on and sat down on the cold unforgiving floor.
My nails dug into my wrist as I counted in my mind, desperate to detach myself from the painful horrible memories. I didn’t know for how long I sat there under the cold water but it was enough that I started to feel numb. My mind was trying to pull out the memories that would make me feel a sliver of warmth in the cold dark desolate place I had slipped into. Summer. Ga
