Cassandra Reid

Sold...

My parents sold me. Oh my God! I was only seventeen years old. In exchange of what? Why? I can't understand it, but worst of all, it doesn't surprise me.

I go straight to my room and lock myself in there. I am aware neither of them deserve my tears, but I cannot stop crying. I'm not made of stone like them.

I don't even know how I feel. I just want to lock myself in a Christmas crystal ball and never come out.

I spend rest of the day in bed and at night I go to sleep with