Chapter 35: Anticipation
That day that I played hide and seek, and my dad didn’t come to find me, I thought about it a lot. Of course, with me being kidnapped twice and having to figure a way out didn’t help. I reminded myself as I stood now in front of the foggy bathroom mirror that I wasn’t small. I wasn’t hiding waiting for my dad to find me. The only person who was saving me was myself. I looked down at my beaten-up body, I was doing a piss poor job of it.
I used a paper towel and wiped the mirror down slightly; it was still a little foggy, but I could see all my injuries very clearly now.
My face had two purple bruises across my jaw, one climbed a little higher on my cheek. It sorts of made me feel like I had a beard. I shook my head, laughing at myself. It was either laugh or cry and I didn’t feel like crying. I felt like getting answers.