Allison’s POV
Last night was horrible, sorry….being stabbed to death is horrible, how do I describe being repeatedly stabbed to death but surviving? Call it lucky…but the pain….
Picture this concoction- acid reflux, with a migraine, add broken ribs to this blend, then sprinkle terrible menstrual cramps in the mix, shake it up, and mix it well…..now describe that pain.
That was me last night. Dad had gone out around midnight, not really sure where. Mom was already fast asleep and so was I, until “Ahhh!” I scream
In no time mom was by my bed side.
“Make it stop!” I cry
My chest was on fire, like the wrath of a thousand gods poured out on me. Worst of all I had to bear it alone because Sabrina was not there to share the load.
Mom was in panic, she placed the back of her hand against
