The next morning Ej and Jeff were asking what I said yesterday. I didn't answer. "Shinshi is coming back today" I said instead. "Ask him." No response. "Do you seriously vant to know?" I asked setting down my book and looking over at them.
They shook their heads yes.
"Faen deg, du dum bitch means fuck you, you dumb bitch. Jeg er bare så utrolig for din beklagar ass means I'm just so amazing for your sorry ass."
They stared at me with a 'that's it?' face. I got up and went to my room.
My head spined. My arm and leg felt numb. 'I hate my life. I hate it. I want to go back home.' I thought to myself silently. I sighed and plopped onto the floor. I raked my fingers through my hair and grabbed my scythe. "Blood stains" I muttered, picking at the dried substance.
A few months had passed and Shinshi came back a while ago. I honestly wished he stayed. PTSD was hitting hard and I didn't want him to see me like this.
I knew I couldn't go back home. I know that but, a part of me still hopes that I can.
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The Truth Behind Her Eyes
HorrorThis story is really, really gory. I enjoy comments, likes, and suggestions. I usually upload a new chapter every Sunday. Thanks for reading.
