Charlotte was numb.  She was just starring ahead, her eyes dead, the sparkle gone from them.  She looked at the men when they come in, she felt nothing for them.  When she was given the choice she spoke, but there was no tone to her voice, "I would like to go to my room please" she said simply, her voice monotone.  Charlotte was hurting, and she knew this was the first day.  But she had thought it easier not to show any emotion, she couldnt let her emotions hurt her again.  So she would cut them off.  If she could, which she probably wouldnt be able to.<br/>