"It wasn't my fault..."
I said as I dug that grave
As I buried their bodys
My shame mixed with that toxicity
What was I going to tell...everyone? That I killed them
Holy shit
Someone was out there
I spun around, holding the shovel in a self-defense like position
A twig snapped
"WHO'S OUT THERE" I called
"Oh oh oh that was dumb" A voice called out it was in a gravelly tone.
It sounded like it hurt.
It sounded...
It sounded like one of them
The kids I killed
I glanced over to my wrecked car...I could make a run for it
I darted to my car
I swung the door open
I went to turn it on
The keys weren't there
I didn't take the keys
I never took the keys out of the car
I could hear a heavy breathing
The sound of someone running
The static of a tv
Wait
Why a tv
There shouldn't be tvs in the woods
Right?
I pulled out my...newly cracked phone
"Shit" I said as I fumbled around trying to turn on the flashlight
It was too fucking dark
When I finally got it on I flashes it out into the forest
Over and over
To make sure no one was there
Make sure
Make sure...
I wouldn't be caught
YOU ARE READING
THIS WAS YOUR FAULT!
FantasyI uh...Trying to write a horrorish...thing? I don't expect it to be anything like that but it could be!