Chapter 6

• I looked through the mirror. The girl that stared back looked nothing like I remembered. Her bright blonde hair was in a tangle, and the electric blue of her irises almost faded to a baby blue. A small cut reddened the spot over her left eyebrow where the bandage occupied previously. It was healing.
• Sighing, I slid the worn-out shirt over my head and gasped from what I witnessed. There were bruises all over my pale skin, taking the shades from black to blue. Some even nearly matched the red crystal in my necklace that rested in between my breasts. They hurt when the tip of my index finger poked, making me hiss and lean over the sink.
• I thought about it. I thought about it all, since the day I first moved to the night my life changed all over again. Even three days ago I was a happy girl, partying with my short-term friends despite the fear of the unknown monster. I supposed what you couldn't see wouldn't hurt enough, but what you did see, what you heard with your own ears struck harder.