Gianna

I must’ve fallen asleep because I wake up with a start and as I look around, I ask myself where I am, and then it all hits me at once.

Marcus’ strange room of torture. My stepfather. My mother, who looked at me like she couldn’t really see me.

It’s all so much.

I turn to look at them now and find them asleep. The urge to cry hits me all over again as I stare at them, and I have this feeling like I can’t take any of this anymore. Though his advice is on my mind, I don’t ...