27th of June, today marks the 5th year since the death of best friend. It was a tragic and traumatic incident for everyone. My body still shakes in horror every time my mind recalls what happened. I tried my best to save him from that murderous, sick person, but no matter how hard I tried. He always had the upper hand. I still remember his sick, evil laugh when he trapped my friend in the darkness, stabbing him multiple times with his knife.
28th of June. Today is my birthday. It's really sad that on such a day, a supposedly happy one, I'm filled with sadness. I decided to do something different for today. It was time I accepted the fact that nothing will change what happened. I organised a birthday party and invited my best friend, Eric, alongside other friends from the group.
"Ah crap, I forgot to cut the cake", I said mid-party, as I went to the kitchen to bring a knife. Eric followed me inside.
"Buddy, are you okay? I know it must be hard for you coping with all of this, but I'm here for you. I always am."
I smiled, as I replied and grabbed on the knife "I know buddy. That's why yo--".
The electricity in the whole block went out before I could continue my sentence.
"Oh no", I whispered to myself. I started getting dizzy, as I fell onto the ground.
The murderer's evil laugh emerged from the kitchen.
