I laid back on my wall with dry tears on my eyes. I believe I've been crying for hours and quietly screaming to myself. It's such a pity really, that I have been like this. But, would could I do? This place always gets the best of me.
I don't want to waste my precious tears on such a despicable place but, it always seems to get to me. Maybe because I've been here so long, now the tears just flow naturally.
I sigh, I get up and walk over to my window to see that it is now dark and my face goes dull. "Not surprised, this wouldn't be the first time." I say to myself, going over to my dresser and picking out a nighttime outfit. I take off the outfit I'm wearing and pick out a white-dress night gown with a cap to match.
I was just about to get into bed when a knocking came upon my door. Was it Charles I wondered, was he already finished with my dress? I slowly creep across my wooden floor to my door. Peeping out the peep-hole to reveal a familiar stranger, it was my dad.
He was standing outside my door rocking back and forth continuously knocking. I was going to ask why he was at my door, but a force inside my body caused me to stay shut. I said nothing as he continued to knock and rock back and forth by my door.
A few moments later he noticed the peep-hole and he attempted to look through, startling me in the process. I had to take a deep breath before looking back through the peep-hole, trying to calm my fast beating heart.
When I looked back through, it seemed my Father looked worried, anxious, and angry. After knocking a few more time he actually said something and it was this, "Victoria, Victoria dear I know your up! I need you to do something for me. I need you for something now! You owe everything! Your life even! So, doing a simple favor for your father shouldn't be a problem, right Victoria! Victoria!"
I still didn't say a word I just slid down my door until the knocking stopped and about a couple minutes later, it did. This slowed down my anxiety and once again I was back again to breathing normally.
And, that's when a comforting voice came, one that I originally wanted in the first place.