Today is the funeral of my Uncle. I was quietly crying behind my Aunt and cousin. I don’t know why I’m crying though. I loathe this man for what he did to me that night but I don’t think he deserves to die that way.
I tightly closed my eyes as memories from that night started playing in my mind again. Everything is so vivid. My stomach churns as I recall how thick blood spurted from his neck the moment he got decapitated. I don’t think I can erase that from my memory anymore.
I suddenly want to throw up but I couldn’t because I barely eat. I couldn’t eat because of that. It keeps on replaying in my mind. Especially when the beast transformed into Lucas! I couldn’t deny it because I saw it with my own two eyes!
How was that possible? Is that even true? Or was it just my nightmare?
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