//Hail Mary//

//Hail Mary//

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*this short story is solely published for the 'Word Chase Contest: Holiday Edition' hosted by @ChallengeCorner* Preview: "You know what is cheaper than therapy? Admitting that you're batshit crazy and running away with it." Read this short story of mine to know how a normal Christmas Eve dinner turned into a disaster, resulting in death(s). Plural. Warning: This a short story having only one part inside. The story may contain mild description of violence and bipolar disorder. Read at your own risk.
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It started when the rain fell. As it hit the windows rhythmically, I fought my sleep. Fighting off the demons in my dreams. I hadn't realized how real that dream became. Waking up to terrified screaming. My heart racing, the lighting striking and my family begging for their lives. I claimed myself as a coward that very same night. I hated myself. My depression became the best of me. What's worst then your family being slaughtered? Hiding in the closet from the killers. I should've helped, I should've been there for them. The pain between my chest and stomach was growing guilt. So I started thinking smart. Looking at everyone differently. I decided to reopen their cold cases. And when I found the truth it hit me deep.

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