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Blood was on my hands.
A truck.
A body covered with a white sheet.
A very small body.
Regret and pain filled my heart.
I sat up quickly in my bed!
Sweat pouring down my body.
Mom had finally gotten back from grandma and grandpa's home and ever since, I've had horrible nightmares about a truck.
One of those damn semi trucks that had killed someone I knew.
Yet I somehow didn't. I always felt sad as if I did but I never see the body.
I always kneel by the white sheet and whenever I place my hand on the sheet, I get blood on my hands.
Then I wake up.
I looked over to Church at my side and I ran my hand along his back and he purred softly, just a nightmare
I keep trying to tell myself I buried the damn cat alive.
He wasn't dead, it was dark and I'm not a vet.
"Well when you pulled him off the ground he sounded like tape being pulled from leather, that cat was stone Cold dead Miss (y/n)" Mr Crandall retorted and I sighed.
"I think I'm goin' crazy! How is this possible? I'm glad he's back but..." I groaned and he looked at me and then started to speak.
"When I was a kid some old man told me about the place, he knew how I felt about my dog Spot. Spot had gotten caught in some barbed wire, he took me there to bury him like I took you up there last night. Except when spot came back he wasn't himself, he wasn't the dog I knew and when he died that peacefully the second time I let him go. But I took you up there because your family isn't ready to lose their favourite pet" Jud Shrugged.
I sighed "So your saying church is gonna eventually turn out to be like your dog? He's gonna be..." I slowly trailed off and he shook his head and I sighed when he didn't answer
"Has anyone ever buried a person up there?" I asked and he nearly choked as he took a drink of his beer.
"In God's name no! Who in they're right mind ever would?" I could tell he was lying.
Why wouldn't he tell me the truth?
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