The hands of the clock kept spinning until the time was exactly noon. The time should have shown the scorching heat of the sun, but at the end of this winter in February, the weather was too extreme, so the sun kept hiding behind the clouds as if it was afraid to lose a speck of its light to welcome spring.
All night without sleep and I had been sitting in the corner of the bed restlessly until now.
After almost a night of being fumed, scolded, yelled at, beaten almost to death, now I ended up being locked up in my room. Refusing to eat and drink like a sulking kid, or I was? But, how could I do that when someone I left wasn't doing well out there?
Five times I tried to escape and five times I failed as if this place was a labyrinth with no way out.
