Her voice comforted me like a warm embrace. I needed a friend right now and she was always there, ready to talk whenever I felt alone. Like now. I sat up in bed and made sure blood didn’t seep from the bandage on my arm. I couldn’t remember how I got hurt, but it looked as though the skin on my arm had been burned. For days I tried to figure out what caused it. If it was an accident or if someone intentionally hurt me, but even the books in my mind wouldn’t give me the answer. Josephine told me not to worry about it and to focus on other things, like the future. She helped me get through a very depressing few days of being locked in my room. Today, she woke me up with the words, “You are not alone.” “Will I be getting out of my room today?” I said. “Yes.” She smiled. “You have an assignment today. A very important one that cannot be missed.” Oh, no. “Okay. When do I leave?” “Time is unknown.
