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"… dump her in… water… she'll wake up."
The muffled voice broke through the murky haze of my consciousness, pulling me back to reality. Warm water cascaded over my body as numerous hands fumbled to wash me. It felt as if I was gradually waking up, but my body remained unresponsive, and strangely, I didn't mind it.
I didn't want to wake up. I felt empty, just like Father's empty bed.
I had no desire to know where I was, and neither did I want to encounter that disgusting face ever again.
The darkness behind my eyelids was peaceful, and the idea of ceasing to exist grew more tempting with each second.
I wouldn't have to worry about anything. I wouldn't have any troubles. I wouldn't have to endure any more suffering.
And most importantly, I would no longer feel so alone and worthless.
But then the horrible memories flashed through my mind and I curled up as the weight of guilt and pain crushed me.
Why?
Just why did this have to happen to me???
