I stared at the wall, the same blank, lifeless surface I’d been looking at for months. Blaze came to visit again, telling me about what they did to Harrison. How they made him pay for everything. But it doesn’t change anything, not for me. It doesn’t ease the anger that claws at me from the inside. I can’t move. I can’t speak. It’s like being trapped in a living hell, dead while still breathing, and it hurts so much to watch my parents struggle, to see them break every day because of me.
Blaze has been asking for my forgiveness every day, telling me everything—every secret she kept hidden. But what’s the use of telling it all now? What’s the point of confessing everything to a body that’s lifeless while still alive? She couldn’t tell me when I was well, when I could’ve done something, when I could’ve screamed and cried and fought back. Now it’s too late.
I still regret that day, the day I went into the woods with Silas and Blaze. I should have never agreed, should have known better. It’s my fault. If I hadn’t gone, maybe things would have been different. But at the same time, there’s this burning hatred I can’t let go of. I’ll never forgive Blaze for keeping the truth from me. For hiding the secrets she should’ve told me.
Everyone thinks it was just the corpse. That Harrison made me do things, forced me. But that’s only half of it. No one knows the real horror. No one knows he did worse—things so unimaginable, I can’t even let the thoughts form in my mind without wanting to disappear. He did the unthinkable, and now I’m stuck, unable to tell anyone. It’s like there’s an invisible hand clamping down on my throat, silencing me forever.
The things he did to me will haunt me until the day I die.
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WITCH - ARA
ParanormalIn the city of Ashbourne, Darcy Blaze warned her best friend, paranormal investigator Silas Ember, about a dangerous case, Ignoring Darcy, Silas delved deeper. The same night, Silas was found dead. As dark secrets surface, Darcy confronts the malev...
