Chapter 10 Her Friend Perry

• NIA’S POV
• I looked around the path again to be sure no creepy individual was coming behind me. I don't know what I was thinking before making my way here. One thing was sure, though. I want to meet Perry again. Her presence would probably give me the strength to keep pushing through the hurdle of living here.
• My eyes darted back to the fresh cut on my upper arm. One of the kitchen maids tested her throwing ability today while cutting out the vegetables. I got slashed by the knife where I was innocently washing up the dishes. I couldn't do anything as I bled; nobody came to my rescue. Instead, they kept laughing at me, calling me weak.