Edna's POV

" Ugh ! I dread school days!" I got up from the bed, turned off the alarm that snoozed over three times and went to the toilet to do my business.

I went out of my room and found my mom sprawled up on the floor in front of the room directly opposite mine. I picked up her hand and held her wrist looking for a pulse. " Well at least she's not dead" I said to myself, grunting as I tried to pick her up and take her to the room.

My mom started drinking four years ago, though I wasn't happy about it, I kinda understood her reasons but now I'm not sure how I feel about any of this. My older brother passed away four years ago. He was kidnapped, beaten and sent back as supposed revenge on my dad. Few weeks later, he got into an accident with dad and he was pronounced dead. Dad however survived by a hair's breath and is still in a coma in the hospital till this day.

I finished cleaning up my mom's wounds as a result of the cuts she gave herself whenever she got high. I wish I could take a break from all this, from home, from all the terrible thoughts and from my nightmares. It sucks that I can't because this is my life and i have to deal with it. I went back to my room and changed my clothes because I got blood stains on this one. I checked the time and unluckily school would start in ten minutes. The walk from my house was about fifteen minutes and that meant I would be late on the first day of resumption. Great!