“Most often, people are trying to escape themselves rather than the past.”
Shal Syrak
That’s all it took to bring me to my knees. The strength I’ve shown to everyone around me proven a lie with one fluid movement. I push myself up against the wood-slatted wall and press my palms against the gaping wound in my abdomen — a desperate attempt to keep from being disemboweled and to lessen the excruciating pain. The wood bends under the pressure of my body — true dead...