Bones

It's been 3 years sense I left that place. 3 years, and everything is still so vivid in my mind, the break-in, the letters, even the bones are engraved into my skull. You must be confused, huh? Lets back track then, shall we? I'll tell you what happened, something that may sound like nothing but a tale around a campfire, is actually a real event that I witnessed. Let's start from the beginning.

This was originally just a school project but I felt like posting it here lol

I apologize for any confusion in the story, this is my first time writing something like this. Any criticism or help is very much appreciated.

As always, thank you for reading <3