Ahhhh! I had a terrible nightmare. Well not exactly a nightmare since it really happened. It keeps coming back to me in a rush. I got up out of bed. I opened the curtains. 'What a beautiful day' I thought. I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, and got ready for the day. I live with my grandparents since my mom is gone and my dad left me when I was five. I made breakfast for the both of us. After what happened to me and my mom, I have to go get questioned by the police. I'm now seeing a psychiatrist do to my night terrors and fear that the kidnapper will return. It's late, I'm thinking to myself. Why are they keeping me here? I hate being interrogated. I have no choice, I think. "Please, we are just trying to help you." The officer said. "I don't remember anything." I'm lying. "If you really want to help me, let me go." I stare at him for a little while. "Fine but if you start to remember anything, give us a call." He said as he handed me a card. I declined. "Just take it, in case." I grabbed it reluctantly. I grabbed my grandma's hand and rushed out the door. She was truing to catch up with me. The day of the incident was only a week ago. "What happened back there? You can't just walk out on the police just because you want to. I know this is a hard time for you, but please be calm." Grandma said stubbornly. "What? There was nothing left to say! I said enough. They don't need to keep me there, "just because". Why does it even matter?" I yelled at her. Then I quickly calmed down as she touched my shoulder. "I'm sorry. I just wanted to know why you just walked out. My apologies." I breathed heavily. "I know." I whispered. I never argue with her. Suddenly we jumped. Boom!" What was that?" I asked scared. "I don't know." A shiver ran down my spine as I looked out the window. "Ahhhh!" Outside there stood a tall man with a horrifying mask. I couldn't speak. No words escaped my mouth fast enough to warn my grandma. He disappeared. "What? What's wrong?" She asked worriedly. She was just starting at me. "Th th there. He was there." I said shaking. "Who?" She said softly confused. "Him!"
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Regret
Mystery / ThrillerShe was ten when it all went down. Blood everywhere. All she can remember was the screams, of people dying. Her and her mother were kidnapped. The cops came, but it was too late. Now, she seeks revenge on the killer of her mother . Annabelle will...
