The Victim
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Last published Fri, Jun 10, 2016
"Fine I'll go ask my father-" I got cut off abruptly.
It looked as if something in him snapped and he grabbed my neck, saying in a deep, dark and dangerous voice; "If you tell anyone..." he squeezed my neck a little harder. "I'll kill you."
It was like a bucket of water was thrown on me. My face drained of colour and I felt my breathing accelerate, my heart beat faster and my blood got cold. It was him...
He was the killer.
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