Chapter 11

Katia pov It’s so dark. Is this what death is like? It was so quiet and no pain. I see my mama and my daddy. I’m so little, just barely able to walk. We are in the middle of the woods, in a clearing. There is a blanket and a picnic basket. They’re tickling me, and I’m giggling. But wait, those aren’t my parents, not the ones I knew. I know that they are my parents though. I don’t know how but I know. Mama is cooing at me, “Katia, my beautiful daughter, you are so special. The goddess visited me when you lived in mama’s tummy and told me so. I love you so much, my precious baby.” It’s dark again and so peaceful. I want to stay in the darkness. I want to be with mama and daddy again. Wait, I see Mama again. She’s lying on the ground with me against her chest. Blood is everywhere. Mama is bleeding from her throat. Baby me is bleeding from a wound on my chest. Where is Daddy? Oh, I see him. He’s on the ground, he’s not moving. He is just staring. His lifeless body is not far from Mama and