A Description of pain by Olivia Wheeler

Book 3 A tale of how to function after traumatic change. Let's start this off with one of those life defining moments. Not a good one if there is such a thing. At twelve I encounter something I had not understood other than the known fact that it was wrong. I felt scared beyond words. It was only later at the age of fifteen that I understood how truly fuckedup I really was. See if someone goes to war and something traumatic happens to them in said war, if they come back messed up, different or agitated then it is understood and sympathy is the dish of the day. There was no declaration of war or impressive missile launch in my general direction to clearly indicated things were fucked, it was as quiet as a whisper with no one around to hear. It happened in the darkness of night, my being its only witness and victim. # Book 1 The Calling # Book 2 Whisper of love # Book 3 A Description of pain