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Weekly Contest #377
“I know what I saw.” He jots down notes in his notebook. I don’t need to see his notes to know that he’s calling me ill. Everyone thinks that I’m just making it up. But they weren’t there. They didn’t see the blood on my hands. They didn’t see the trail of footprints. And they didn’t hear the bloodretching scream. “Tina, your sister is dead. We’ve looked everywhere.” I pull a picture out of my sleeveless jacket . I show him the picture of my little sister. “Look again.” He sighs and pushes the picture back to me. “Let’s talk about something ...
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