Beyond belief

Beyond belief

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Amelia its OK my father soothingly rocked me back and forth, we sat in a small closet. I was 8 all I knew was that somebody was in the house. My mom had been killed by him. They were after me is the only other thing I knew. My dad said its because I'm special, but as the closet door flew open and a axe hit my dad in the head. I screamed and I was gone...
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It started when the rain fell. As it hit the windows rhythmically, I fought my sleep. Fighting off the demons in my dreams. I hadn't realized how real that dream became. Waking up to terrified screaming. My heart racing, the lighting striking and my family begging for their lives. I claimed myself as a coward that very same night. I hated myself. My depression became the best of me. What's worst then your family being slaughtered? Hiding in the closet from the killers. I should've helped, I should've been there for them. The pain between my chest and stomach was growing guilt. So I started thinking smart. Looking at everyone differently. I decided to reopen their cold cases. And when I found the truth it hit me deep.

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