Kacey didn't cry.
Instead, she just stared with her dull, broken eyes at the wall. She scanned it, noticing a swirling pattern that seemed to hypnotise her into a deep sleep.
I remember watching her.
Her long hair spread out on her pillow and her eyes slightly red. It looked as though she had been tossing and turning.
It was my job to put an end to it.
I cut into her chest, and the blood started to slowly leak out onto the sheets.
Then I left.
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Paranormal-Top place #183- It is said that we can only see and hear 0.1% of the world. That is, unless we open our third eye. When Kacey comes up with the idea to attempt to open her third eye, she feels excited. Finally, a chance to witness more than the or...
