Second story.

I’ve been frightned since that day…
The day that they kidnapped me, I have not left my house because of that. The psychologist tells me that I'll be like this for a few days but I don’t think so, every time I remember those horrible days, there are thunders in my head, is useless trying to be happy. My room is untidy, my head as well, there are trash in both of them. What would I do?