152 Lesson Learned Pt.1

While her memories of that incident was clear the follow up to where she stayed that night were not. It was as if her body was on autopilot just trying to stay awake and get to a seemingly safe spot. As soon as she was able to find an empty area that had boxes her body crashed underneath one with the bag tightly gripped in her hands.

The event was obviously a shocker for any child let alone one who had become attached to the dead party. If she had a support system and knew how to channel the grief, maybe she would have turned out less jaded. At that stage, the only lessons she learned was how to stay away from people, how not to trust people, how trusting people was equivalent to death, etcetera.