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dread·ful

ˈdredfəl/
adjective
causing or involving great suffering, fear, or unhappiness; extremely bad or serious.

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That heart wrenching night, I thought he was done and I'd be forever alone. 

We should have never went to that temple. It completely changed everything. 

But ever since December 11, 2014, I thought I went crazy. He was there. He had always been there.

The way his faint voice soothes my pain. 

I thought he was gone. Gone forever. 

It made me sick in the stomach when I saw his lifeless body laying on the ground. The wind softly blowing on his light brown hair. 

I thought I was alone, but I wasn't. 

Is possible to have his soul in somebody's body?

His mysterious shadows that cast the night leaving me wanting more was dreadful.



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The Torment

December twentieth is the day I remember being brought into the asylum for the first time. Like any typical psychopath, I screamed. I cried. I remember snatching the nurse's hair until she screamed and I was slapped into unconsciousness and thrown into the room. The only difference? I wasn't a psychopath. For the first few days, I would cry maniacally upon hearing any nurse go by, to catch one's attention and tell her that I wasn't insane. "That's exactly what an insane person would say" They said, unbothered and it was as if my fate rested in the mouldy walls of the Asylum. And I soon realized that there was no use fighting for my life now .Which brings me to the present day, another one that I'll mark in history with red. The day I met him.