Chrysan's POV
"After that day, I tend to visit you more often. I would climb the tree and I watched you color your coloring books. But one day, I didn't expect that you won't be in your room that's why I tried to find you through your glass windows. I was near your garage when I heard your pain, your cry. And afterward, I could hear electricity being struck on something and your agony became louder and louder. I wanted to save you that day but I don't know where are you. I only heard your voice and after that a deafening silence," he continued his story.
My whole body is trembling and my head's starting to get dizzy. My hands are shivering to the point that I couldn't cover my face clearly. I know that I closed tightly the lid of my unpleasant memories, but what is he doing now? How cou
