snake she had was. i picked up her snake-friend and trudged back home. i knocked violently against my home door screaming that there had been an accident and basil was missing. the instant my father opened the door i collapsed.
i woke up in a hospital bed, with no idea how much time had passed. honestly, i had no interest in knowing. i had no interest in anything. i just wanted an answer to one question: why?
why did that man do something so horrible? was it for fun? is doing horrible things fun? well, i know the answer now. sitting in that hospital bed, approaching death, helped me learn. i finally 