What would you do if you witnessed a murder? Then, as if that weren't traumatizing enough, you were forced to keep what you seen a secret? Sounds like a nightmare right? Well that's exactly what it feels like, a nightmare. Except this nightmare has no end. I can't wake up from it. I can run as fast as I can, but I won't escape those memories. I can't. No matter how hard I try, I just can't. They haunt me. Everyday. And it's all because of that day, the worst day of my life. The day everything changed. The day I felt I lost everything. The day I was sworn to silence...
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