I wake up with a pounding headache and a fresh bruise in the shape of a fist on my left cheek.
I look around the dimly lit basement and feel a sense of deja vu wash all over me. I haven't been here since I was sixteen, too many traumatising events keeping me away from this room. I would rather risk the wrath of my stepmother than step into this moment, but look at me right now, lying on the same floor with no way to leave.
I get up from the floor and almost fall back down from the bout of dizziness that hits me. I lean on the wall until I'm strong enough to move towards the door.
"Please open the door!" I scream while banging on the door, almost bursting into tears when, after a few minutes, nobody responds.
I feel around my back pocket for my phone, and when I find it, I almost di
