I need to get this off my chest. I don't know how long I have before I'm caught and silenced. I was cursed to endure another man's life. I despised what I saw- and continue to see. It's disturbing at best, and the government continues to cover it up. I can't afford for this to go unheard. I can't let my story be waved aside as the ramblings of a mad man. I swear to God that everything I write here is the truth... or at least what I remember to be true. Now, where do I even begin? 💠2020 Open Novella Contestant: Rough Draft💠 Prompt 56
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