I sat in the corner of the room. Rocking back and forth slowly. My eyes wedged shut, I dare not open them, my imagination is better than this lifeless place. My hands are clamped over my ears, my mouth wide. Was I screaming? I’m not sure. Crying? Maybe. But I didn’t care. They took him away from me, they took Dusty. My beloved teddy bear. My saviour, my hero. My friend. They stole him from me, the only thing I have left of my dad. 10 years, 12 days and 13 hours. Still counting daddy. I’ll never forget you. I’ll never forget the day you were tore away from me. The day you died. The day you were murdered. But, my story doesn’t start here; it started 10 years ago, 12 days and 13 hours ago. The day I discovered who I really was. The day, I became a murderer.
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Death by Angel
Mystery / ThrillerAngel, once was a sweet young girl, but after the death of her beloved father everything starts falling apart. A young girl with no friends has no one to turn too, expect for her teddy, Dusty. But as time passes Angel's mind begins to break. A sweet...
