"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
"It is not even 9 a.m. and you have let them win. Your eyes are emotionless. You are just going through the movements. Survival mode. I know what you are thinking..."
“As the day went on, she got a little redder and redder and the next morning she woke up and was swollen, she was bright red, there were blisters starting to pop up.”
