3 years in the future
Funny how events that seem like decades ago still affect you as if they happened to you days ago.
I still can't shake the thoughts and the memories that haunt me every waking moment that I have to remain my consciousness.
Even with Josh by my side, tied to me with a ring on my finger, the guilt and shame have ridden me down to breaking point. I can't take it anymore.
These events have lead me here today to perform this task I have in front of me. To get rid of all the memories and pain I feel. To discard of all the guilt and shame I hold. And to cleanse myself of the blood on my hands.
I loop the scratchy, old rope around my neck and step off the stool.
YOU ARE READING
The Blood On My Hands
Kinh dị"'I believe you when you say you didn't mean to. And I believe you when you say you're sorry. But I can't forgive you.'"
