Kylie had curled into a ball on the floor and I could hear footsteps coming up the stairs, Janet walked in and gasped with Luke right behind.
But I just couldn’t turn away, he was pale and there was already a bruise forming under the rope, but what held my attention was his face.
Michaels eyes were perfect, perfectly staring and untouched while the skin on his face had been ripped back just like Tim’s.
Micheal didn’t do that himself, and I don’t think he hung himself either.
I don’t really know what happened next just being ushered out of the room and into my bedroom with Luke and Kylie.
I laid on my bed as I heard Kylie crying and luke sniffing, but I didn’t move I didn’t get up to comfort either of them I just laid there.
Kylie started talking, not to me I don’t think just talking
