The Hit
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Fiction
Mystery
I tought I had everything life could offer. I tought my life was perfect the way it was. I had the girl, I had a job, I had friends..I had dreams.. And now..I have nothing accept a choice. The choice to leave everything behind and start over, or to get everything taken away from me. I chose to forget, to leave and never look back.
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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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