““I sigh deeply letting myself fall back down to the floor as I walk over to the bed and slouch onto it. I look to my side and that’s when I see the carvings. I press my face closer to them as I see twelve little slash marks representing each day. Each day that the person was in here. I run my fingers overtop of them as I feel my fingers indent one more time. I look closer as I see the small “A” written on the wall. I knew that Abby sat right where I did and carved these into the wall. I wonder with what? They kept her alive for twelve days and then decided to kill her. It makes me sick to think about it. I wonder why they kept her alive that long.””
