RILEY
Letting the tears flow was all I could do.
My mind was in a tailspin.
Hating how I felt, I did what I did best and knew I had to leave.
Pushing off the counter, I stumbled to my closet and dug out my bag. I grabbed everything I could, ramming it all into my bag. I never had much before I came here. When I got here, I had few clothes since I used thrift stores for what I needed, and most of the furniture was Margret's. Since being here, I would only get the essentials if I needed anything.
Whenever I tried to process everything, my mind wouldn't let me. It was all too much to take in and even relive through. The way the men stared at me, to the sound of bones cracking when they turned into wolves. It made my stomach churn.
My brain wasn't having it. All it could think about was
