It’s hard to believe a year has passed since the incident. I laid there on my bed, trying to rid the memories of that unfortunate night. But no matter how hard I try; I can’t repress the events of that night. “Halloween again…” I said quietly to myself. I got up from my bed and headed towards the kitchen. Today, I wasn’t going to school due to the special circumstances. I ate my breakfast and made no conversation with my family. My family just glared at me the whole time. “So today is a nice day. Perfect weather…” My mom said. “Typical cops,” I thought in my head. “Should I?” I questioned myself.
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