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Horror
The screech of metal grinding on metal was all i could hear. Maybe it wasnt metal. No... that was me screaming. I looked down to my hands, ...I had none...there was so much blood... And then i woke up, bad dream i guess.
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"I didn't kill him." I repeated the same line over and over again. He wasn't dead. I knew it. I know that he's alive. "I didn't kill him." He had to be out there, but it didn't matter now. They wouldn't let me out of here no matter how much I begged. "I'm not crazy and he's not dead!" I yelled out. No one answered. I began rocking back and forth. "I didn't kill him."

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