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44: Wench

×Anastasia×

My return to the house comes with a slight feeling of dread. The fact that the feeling is only small is what shocks me the most. Seeing my aunt with a knife, nearly drove me insane. Until she hugged me and explained that she was in the middle of preparing dinner, and I arrived just in time. I excused myself and went off to my bedroom. Tossed my bag on the bed, and crawled into it. Just laying there, I pulled my phone out and texted Griffin to tell him that I'm doing okay. I went to my gallery, clicking through a folder marked as memories.

It had pictures of my family. Videos too. It's cute, and it tells me what I missed. What I can't remember.

That little nightmare plagues me. When I see them, I see their splattered body next. And it hurts. A pang swells in my chest, I blow out some air to try and relieve the pain.

Can't I just see them being Happy? There's a photo of me and Marion, laughing like a bunch of cooks. Our eyes look weird, and I'm sure we did that on purpose
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