Where the line ends.

Knifes and sleep.

Chapter 4

The doctor gave me a list of instructions about how to maitnence my cut and how to bath. When I went home I skipped dinner and went strait to my room and passed out. I woke up to my foster mom gently saying my name and shaking me. I opened my eyes and said, "What?" "I know it's early but you need to get ready to school." I looked at my foster mom. She was drunk as a skunk and had a knife in her hand. I looked at her as she slowly began putting the knife to my throat.