I was 6 years old . I was going on a trip.We were driving for 19 hours.The only 3 people with me were my brother jack my mom & dad.When we got there we were so happy. We found out that we were staying right beside the ocean. We ate and a bit later we went swimming. We were swimming for a long time.My dad called for our bonfire. We were waiting for everyone to come back but jack never did.I was crying well my dad was trying to find him. I went to sleep because I couldn't think of my brother. A bit later my parents went to bed. We checked his room if he was trying to pull a mean prank on us he always is. When we got packed we left because we were scared. Something started haunting our house we thought it was Jack but it wasn't. I was so scared we found out it was our water we couldn't drink water for 8 months . We went to my brothers grave twice a week. When I moved out I couldn't drink the water for 8 months again. I was thinking why'd this happen to me I started crying. I wrote this story for my mom but she commit suicide. Now I was going to give it to my dad but he got murdered. I was gonna give it to my aunts but she fell of a cliff. I was so sad I thought about suicide. Then I thought about my son and daughter I couldn't I wouldn't. My wife commit suicide the day I thought of it. My daughter Leah got murdered my son moved out I was so lonely I forgot what people look like. Now I write stories for people like you.
P.S This is a true story
P.S.S Just kidding
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