We were now on day five, without food. They had given us water but that was all we had received from the wicked witch. I'm not saying we didn't deserve a punishment, Avery almost killed Derek. I'm just saying that maybe it shouldn't of been borderline torture.

Everyday I was getting skinnier, so was Avery. I had given Avery the last few cookies, to keep him going. As I lay on my bed, my stomach aching from emptiness, I thought about if I was going to die here. I didn't want to die here but we couldn't stay in a place that starved children for punishment.

"Alex, I'm so hungry"...