"Why don't you just end my life and be done with," I cried in frustration when I opened my eyes and still found myself lying hopelessly on the floor of the forest.
"What is the fun in that little one?" It's laughter echoed around the forest.
"What have I done yo deserve all these?" I asked again. I needed answers. I needed to know why I was suffering this way.
"You ask too many questions. I am starting to get tired of your questions. Don't you think we should invite your friends over? Are you getting bored staying here alone?" The voice teased.
I know when it said my friends, it was referring to Milo and Cindy. Was this the person responsible for those nightmares? Was it even a person? I couldn't tell what it was. It's voice neither sounded like a man's nor a woman's.
"Who are you?" I questioned not bothering to answer any of it's questions.
