Don't Sleep

Don't Sleep

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WpMetadataReadComplete Sat, Apr 6, 2024<5 mins
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"I was afraid to go to sleep. I couldn't even now. I still can't sleep. I could be with them right now if I didn't close the door. I feel so damn guilty I could've just went upstairs or called the police while he was just walking around but I didn't."
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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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