“How does it feel to be alone?”
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-September 08: Tuesday-
“Sweetheart, why are you avoiding me?”
“N-no.” I can feel her fear.
“Sweetie, why are you backing away?”
“N-no!” I can feel her losing control of herself.
“My sweet, little, doll, why are running away?”
Then the little me, is now shouting while running away. “No!”
Daisy woke up. With sweaty, cold, and shivering hands, she raised her blanket and made it cover her up until her nose, only leaving her eyes out her thick blanket to check the time- 2:49 a.m.
“C-cold.” Feeling like ice was thrown on her, she tightened her grasp with her blanket and tried to rub her legs in order to produce heat. Still not enough to stop herself from shivering too much, her nerves and bones started to move uncontrollably, feeling as if she
