Authors note: hey. I would like to thank Fusiondeath for my 13th review I have taken some things into consideration although I write my chapters long before I publish them so I will think of that in the future chapters I write. There is reasons although why I do what I do with this story but that won't be revealed until this is complete. I don't have all the time in the world to write and I like some others enjoy short chapters so I don't get bored because I think if writers extend it to unnecessary length it leaves the readers bored. Feel free to Pm me I tried to Pm you but I did not receive a response. Have a nice day lovelies. Keep inspiring others. Bye!
Marcy's p.o.v
I open my eyes. The sun was brighter than usual scorching even. I brought my hand up to protect my eyes just a natural instinct. But, drop it and wincing due to the soreness and a very present ache in my bones in my arms. I slam my head back to the ground and look up at the ceiling. Too afraid, to look down at what I have done to myself. But, it must be down. I look down peering with one eye wincing not wanting to look. I see my arms, two of them a lot of bruising. But where the actual cuts are, there covered in bandages. The memories slip back to me, Bonnie, running back, tears, the dagger ... I unwillingly let a tear slip onto my cheek. But I passed out, how am I bandaged. I sat up slowly, wincing the whole time due to pain. I realized i was laying on my couch. This doesn't add up when I passed out I was on the floor not the couch and I didn't bandage myself either. Then I glance down at the table. There was a note on a white piece of paper. It read " Don't travel down, that path young one. I was there once but no one came to help me. Be careful. " .