Chapter 9 What A Cruel He Was

I stood frozen as the doors slammed shut behind me, my eyes focused on all the- dead- female children in the room. Their horrified impressions printing themselves into my memory, sad faces with tears streaming down their cheeks. Mouths parted to scream, screams that were now forever silenced.All of them had boards carved right beneath their feet, boards that gave away their names, ages and time of death. Almost like a cemetery, this one though was only for kids. My eyes went from one girl to the next, there were so many. I simply couldn’t believe what I was seeing. This wasn’t a work of art, it was cruelty and maybe if I didn’t know that these were real people at a point, I might’ve praised the artist.My head was swimming, my heart was thumping and my eyes were filling with tears as they followed the trail, every next girl breaking my heart into another piece. I could only imagine the fate they had suffered before this.

My breathing halted as my eyes landed on one specific girl, the b