Chapter 8

It is hard to get my head around , can you hear the voices behind the shadows?My silent plea, my begging ,the scars on me are telling thier stories. I know its selfish to ask for more but this pain is more than fire. My sorrowed heart only holds one name Johan a person it can't seem to find .Behind the shadows i am told time will heal my wounds and that my grief is worth it .Its hard when you find out that you are not as important to someone as you thought .Imagine cutting your finger the pain, the brief confusion before you notice the blood . See the light grab it all before you experience the darkness life has in store.

"Riley wake up, its morning .'' Josy said holding a plate full of food . '' Here have your breakfast i have something to tell you after.'' Josy thanks for yesterday if you had not been there i don't know what would have happened. '' It's fine we are friends so what's the big deal.'' Thanks again Josy. I finished eating my food and followed Josy to where she was taken me. Trusting someone was one of the things i dared not but with Josy i felt safe.

''Riley, have this book and pen with todays lesson i want you to make a list.Make a list of situations,places or objects that you fear . Build a fear ladder . Once you have made a list, arrange things from the least scary to the most scary its just like rating them from 0 [no fear ]to 10[extreme fear].After you are done we will continue with facing your fear .This will need load of time from my experience after which we will practice how to over come it. I leave the rest of the day to you , all i ask is you fill it truthfully. See you tomorrow Riley.'' See you too Josy.

After i left Josy's office i went for a walk thinking of what to write. I did not know what would be considered sensible . I sat down looking at the book and pen i held ,my hand urging me to write something.

THE BIG COPING SKILLS LIST

SITUATIONS

When i hear a car horn beeping. That morning i tried escaping after being kidnaped i remember almost hitting a car , the beeping sound rings in my ear each time reminding me i should have died back then .

Im scared of the dark. The dark was where i lived for a month where i experienced memories i wish i could forget.

Im scared of crowded places.

Im scared when i sit at quiet places.