[mouse in darkness]

At the slightest sound I jump and look towards the back gate hoping and wishing it to be my little sister. I wonder where she is and how she is after her ordeal. Wish I had known so I could go and see her and would have organised transport to get her home. I hope they didn't hurt her too badly.

My mind is a field of worries the gang are having their short term party and it is ever increasing in volum they will not get the better of me they will not have the time to relise that they are in a ever increasingly short road I will recover and gain my mind back from thier grasp. It will not be long it will be a short and sweet victory and I will have the control.

Life is truley cruel they way it works but it is our perception of how we deal with life and the situations that arise. It is us who decide weather it is bad or good. So I will make the most of what I have and make it work for the better.

Determined not to loose I will make it through this dark and unlit night.