The Forgotten Mother

STELLA

The iron fence had an opening, one small enough to fit my frame, so I squeezed myself in. I managed to get into the compound of this lonely house but I scratched my hand badly.

“Shit!” I muttered while I tried to clean the blood spilling from the open wound. After following Mr Whitaker, I knew going in through the front entrance was not the wise, so I snuck around the fence till I got a way