Caitlyn's POV
I haven't slept. 1 year since. 1 year since the game begun. Yes, I haven't seen my mother for 3 years.

I've had to cut.He told me to.
I've had to tell my brother that his mommy doesn't exist. He told me to. I've burnt memories. He told me to.

The other day, he showed me pictures.
Pictures of her in high school.
Prom pictures. Schoolbook pictures. Funny pictures. Random pictures.
He must've know her in school.
But he hasn't told me why he's kept her in for so long.

What did she do to him?
Who's life did she end?
Did they deserve it?
What does he want?
I just don't know.

I miss her. I was so horrible to her. I just believed what he told me.

I didn't ask questions.
I didn't ask why he told me that.
I don't understand.
And I don't think I ever will.

I miss my mommy. Daddy misses mommy. Everyone misses mommy.

And it's my fault she's gone.

I pray each night and I say;
"Please make the right choices mommy, your fate relays on it. You can hate me, or love me, but please be safe....

He talks to me each night.
He comes to my window and we talk.
He won't tell me who he is or what he is.
He could be anyone.

One night, i snapped;

"JUST LET HER GO!!!!"