Chapter 8

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~ 3 months later ~

Ken has gained a few pounds, while I have lost weight. I feel a bit weaker, but I am still strong. The people have feed us more and have given us more water lately. I am starting to think that it could be one of two things. One Amanda is coming back or two one of us is going to be leaving shortly. I Kind of wish for number one, but my heart tells me that one of us will be leaving.

  I think that both Ken and me have the same idea because we are both clinging to each other. We don't know when or what will happen to us, but we will always be together in heart. We live for each other, we will be strong for each other and we are each other’s hope. No matter what one of us needs to get out of this alive so we can share our story and the girls’ stories before us. We are all sisters joined together by evil, but we are the angels in hell. As the saying goes as one we are weak, but together we are strong. We relive our past life and create our fantasy life's, we do everything to take our minds of this life now.  Anything to keep us strong.

 The door swings open and a voice calls for Kendall. Horror struck both of us and with one finally moment we hugged and said stay strong to each other. With that Kendall was gone. I was left alone for the first time in a long time.  I feel empty and lost, I needed Ken; she was the other part of me. I folded my hands and I prayed for Ken and Amanda and all of the other people in this world.  I thank Ken and Amanda for teaching me how to survive here in our own hell. I will be strong and hold the hope for all of us. I will carry on with the day or night, routine.  Thankfully it takes some of my thoughts away from Ken and wondering what is happening to her. Sadly as I start to get tied and I head to my bed, the thoughts start flooding in once again.

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