Mary slowly crawled to get her medicine from her dresser.  She knows I can't escape because my legs are shattered, I can barely move, especially with hives. She gulped down her medicine and lied down in her bed. Mary prayed. " God, heavenly father, please help me. I am blessed with a huge mansion, a maid, luxury cars, and a large family. But somehow my parents dont see that my maid is hurting me. My body is sore from her recent attack, the only reason I'm alive is because i had medicine. If i live here any longer God, i'll surely die. Amen" Meisa was still dancing alone in the foyer, huming to the music. The reality of the situation was that Mary would die in that house, no doubt about it.