2 years prior ( Y/N's POV)
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"So i'm a little confused, how exactly did you get there that night" He asks while looking at me like i'm gonna lie. He can't actually think I did it. Why the hell is he questioning me. I was the one to FIND him!
"I've learned walking is a great way to clear my head at night. Especially if I was having trouble in a class."(Which by the way I was, more than one to be speciffic) I say in one breath while purposely avoiding eye contact. I think if I were to make eye contact I would see it all again. All of it.
"I would just walk and breathe in the cool air while going through the problems in my head, until I came to an answer. Walking back to bed would feel like a victory, a complete win, a thing to be celebrated." 'Not tonight' I think to myself.
Why is he STILL looking at me like that. I didn't do it. I couldn't have done it!
"I was walking the path that I normally do. It leads into the woods, but only for a few feet. A few feet where the lamps can't go. That's where I saw him. Well the shadow of him" I tell the cop.
My mind keeps going through the whole story and not just the stuff the cops need to hear.
'I fall to my knees.' I think to myself
pause
'I can't breathe. I wouldn't want to, even if I could.'I think to myself
pause
'I see it.' I think to myself
Inhale.
my mind goes foggy, but so clear at the same time.
'I vomit. How could I not considering what I'm looking at. ' I think to myself
pause.
tear.
shaking.
blank stare.
Look away
"I think we're done here" Says the cop. He's still looking at me like I did it, but now he also looks pissed. He's probably upset that I didn't end the story with "I see what I did to him". I didn't do it, you have to believe me.
I couldn't
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That day everyone got questioned. It wouldn't feel right if some people didn't.
The classes were canceled. The people were mourning.
I got sympathetic looks the whole day. Do you know how tiring it is supporting everyone grieving. They weren't even there. They didn't he the horrible look on his face. The look of being so exhausted.
At night I can't sleep even though I hadn't in 36 hours. Someone here did it. Someone killed him. Someones guilty.
Someone I know.
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