My feet led me back to my room, and I was immediately drawn to the comfort of my bed as soon as I stepped into the space. The soft mattress dipped down when I threw my body upon it, engulfing my body in the process. It was very quiet and peaceful, just like the way I wanted it to be.
This kind of luxury was rare back in the days when I was still in my old house. Most of the nights I spent on the cold hard floor, damp with dried and fresh blood. Looking back, I did live a hellish life. How did I even survive? I didn't think I would be able to live in that place again for the second time. I would rather die than go back to that fiendish manor.
