Chapter 8: The Stuggle

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I wiggled all around in my chair. Every time I did. My ghost of a husband would choke me harder. Finally, I stopped. I had THOUGHT I died. I was unconscious for about 8 hours. When I woke up, nobody was there. Dead silence was in the room. I had only been awake for 2 minuets and then I heard a little girls voice. It was Maddie. "Maddie! Sweetheart it's your mother. Are you ok? Come here!" She didn't answer me. I couldn't even see her. "Mom. I died." "Maddison! Get over here and quite messing around!" I was terrified did Jake really kill my daughter? "I'm sorry mother. See you in heaven." I felt a cold hand pat me on the back I couldn't see it though. My daughter is really dead. I started to cry and I cried for over 2 hours. I was alone. I had nobody. I was tied up in an unknown location with nobody by my side. I was never going to leave. I am being held hostage by my dead husband. I didn't stop crying for the rest of the day.

When I was just about to fall asleep I heard a voice. "I killed her. She's dead. Now I can kill you." "Leave me alone Jake! You ruined my life! Just let me go!" "Never. You are going to suffer the way that I did." "Jake no! Your not going to kill me!" "Well you killed me." "What!? No I didn't!" "Yea you did there is this picture." Then he showed me a picture of me in Maddie's room with a blood knife and his body on her bed. Oh my god. I'm dead...

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