A couple days everything came to light about what’s been going and I was in more danger than I could have imagined.
I am so bothered by knowing what’s been go on the trust want to the sofa and take another nap.
Back to the bakery where the owner was offering the make me a tuna sandwich. I thought Bill the owner as being weird, but figured he was protective of his crew of young girls.
He prepared my tuna sand and then left me by myself.
I was in a grumpy mood and only finished half the sandwich before walking out. Bill was a being a real jerk and I was fed up with him.
That night I was extra tired, so went to bed early.
As usual, I had no problem getting to sleep. But in the middle of the night I awoke in sever pain. My arm and legs hurt. My hands hurt.
I was afraid of all the pain. I started thinking I might be dying. I did not know what to do.
I think it was around three in the morning when I got out of ben so I could try to walk around and getting myself moving.