Things They Buried Alive

Does past really dies when we stop remembering it?

They grew up side by side-
sharing secrets, dreams, and a childhood no one else understood.

Until one night shattered everything...

Years later, the past crawls back.
Not with answers-
but with warnings.

"Do you remember what happened?"
"No... and maybe it's better that way."

Someone is lying.
Someone is pretending.
Someone remembers everything...
but refuses to speak.

"Were we ever truly friends?"
"We were... until that night."

Now the memories they buried are rising again-
not to be forgiven,
but to be avenged...

Thank you for giving this story a chance.
It was born from silence, fear, and the kind of friendship that leaves marks.
If something feels confusing... it's meant to be.
If something hurts... it's meant to hurt.
And if you feel something shift inside you-
then this story has already begin its work.

When the truth finally rises...
who will survive it-
and who will be destroyed by it?

Stay tuned to know!!