The New Pet.

Chapter 11 - Bath's.

This continued to happen dead on noon until I ended up passing out but the next day, I would wake up with my old bandages on me.

I would either see Maranda in the room or she would have just left.

I would always appreciate he kindness and thank her.

One of these days, I cannot remember which, I was given a new name.

By this point, I could not remember my name.

I was grateful for a new one as for a while I had been wondering what I could call myself.

My new name was spot. I thought it may have been because I was still a pet.

I was still wearing the clothes that I had come in and I was even bathed in them.

I was not given privacy.

I was always bathed in a small bathroom with a white bath opposite the wooden door and a small toilet was attached to the left-hand side of the wall. There were black and white square tiles that covered the front in a different pattern. This place was spotless and it also became my haven.