It’s been six days since I was brought here and kept in this room with no answers as to why the life I knew was snatched away from me suddenly.

It’s been seven days since I last put a meal in my mouth, which meant I was not capable of standing on my own for long.

I’ve rejected every single food they brought to me, and I was honestly surprised they kept the meals coming. They were always here to also clean up my mess day after day, but I won’t be stupid enough to think they are nice people. 

I noticed that they never sent the same person twice,...