The Devil Returns

There had been no peaceful sleeping for days and I was struggling. I felt out of control, and cried. Today would be like yesterday and the day before that and the day before that. My cheeks were hurting, and when they hurt my mind knows that I am anxious. For the tenth night I had tossed and turned. I had a 10am appointment with Dr Cartwright and I just wanted her to take my pain away. The night before, I laid out the clothes I was wearing today so I would not have to fight about what top goes with what pants. Pathetic maybe, but I was prepared and wanted the morning to be as smooth as possible. Yesterday was a terrible day. The feeling of living in a chamber room, in a dark castle that coul

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