Bad Memories

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Mei's POV

This place has nothing except bad memories.

A broken vase that was never cleaned up.

Bones in the lounge room.

The kitchen counter had stained with blood after so long.

A ripped shirt.

All of it was bad memories.

And anyone who had entered was oblivious. Except for three people.

My mother.

My best friend.

And me.

I wanted to escape.

I was a coward.

And what happened?


 Death.

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