I was once again in my starving phase, and it was not on purpose. I was so angry that I couldn’t find it in myself to eat. It was two days ago that those two decided to come and spoil my mood, and I hadn't been able to eat.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and curled more into myself. I could not even sleep a wink. Every time I closed my eyes, I could see the life I had lost, and it was a scary feeling knowing I would never get it back.

The day was crawling, and the time was so slow. I ...