Bodies. Bodies scattered everywhere. Everywhere you looked there was a body. I didn't know what to do with them, I certainly couldn't tell Kara. I was a killer. A freaking psychopath. I loved murdering people, I loved seeing people suffer. Innocent people that I murdered. I was standing there, in the middle of the basement not knowing what to do next. I could hear my heart pounding against my chest. What do I do next? Those words kept running through my head. What was I thinking? I can't hide this secret forever, but if Kara finds out she'll be heartbroken, I was her role model. I was the person she looked up to. I was her guardian angel. She had no one else but me. Ever since our parents died it's only been us. Maybe it'd be better if I just left.
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Forsaken In My Nightmares
Mystery / ThrillerJust a story for a school project (also Eric's part is better so just read Eric's part if you want)
