Leo
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It was a cold Autumn day in 2007. Two best friends Leo and Rose run around playing the leafy roads as it begins to get darker. Heading back to Leo's house something happens. Rose is dead. The news is everywhere. All they know that Leo was there. Leo had to have seen something. The police interrogate her again and again trying to get something. Her mind has blocked out the memory. She was only 7 after all. They eventually began to interrogate others. The memory is still locked within her. Its 8 years later. Shes been diagnosed with schizophrenia and dissociative personality disorder. Prone to panic attacks and flashbacks she has no friends. Dropped out of school in 8th grade now homeschooled. After Rose died she had no friends. Just an invisible friend. That invisible friend didn't grow with Leo. The friend remained 7 forever. She didn't have a name. She was only called R.
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