Chapter Nine

I woke up early in the morning to the whistling and bustling of some birds outside my window. I rubbed my eyes for a while, as though to rub away any remnant of sleep still lurking behind them. I sat up on the bed and stretched myself for a while.

I'm so happy this morning. I guess my dream the previous night was doing wonders this morning. I dreamt I was no longer in this house and I was free at home with Dad and Grace, having breakfast, talking, and laughing. It was my first dream in this God-forsaken house, and I loved every bit of it.

"Oh, how I wish it could be true, though." I glided off the bed and danced around the room for a while. I went to the window to open it, and I leaned on it, sticking my head out to take in some fresh air while enjoying nature. I danced back into the room, preparing to shower, when a knock came on the door. Before I could say a word, the door opened instantly. I sometimes wonder why they bother to knock since they would open the door anyway, even when