Chapter 8

I slowly opened my eyes, my body felt like a heavy weight this morning. A few days have passed since my confrontation with Samuel in the kitchen and he's been worse lately. He's always yelling at me, picking on me for stupid things and so on. I didn't understand why, but I wasn't going to even try to. My mind was going crazy with thoughts of escaping, of running away from this hell hole. I know I'm far too weak to succeed, but there's no harm in trying right? I pulled myself from my bed and placed my hand on the wall, needing to balance myself. I then grabbed a towel and cloth, the need to shower was huge. After I was freshened up and changed I grabbed a small bag and shoved some clothes into it. Turns out I got Rose's daughter's old clothes, they weren't bad looking at least. I unlocked the balcony doors and stepped out, peering over the edge. I swallowed, knowing full well that this jump is going to really do it for me. I climbed onto the rail and threw myself off of it; the few mome