The End Part 2 ~ The Aftermath

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I cried for days at how my friends were really gone. They're bodies weren't found. Someone hid them. I wasn't suprised. One person was still alive probably. It didn't matter. I smiled. I was now happy. This was the end of my suffering. I was finnally going to be rid of my own problem. After the events at Camp Infingi, I was seeing a theropist. That didn't help. I needed to be gone of these problems. I wanted to see them again but I couldn't. So here I am now, 1 year later and still having nightmares about Luke and Mason. I was ready. I smiled as a tear ran down my cheek. I sighed and kicked the box from under me and started to choke. Yes. I was going to see them again. In the afterlife.

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