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The Whispers of the Children’s Room

The walls are so pale. It's nothing like the lively paper that furnished our beautiful and cursed home. At first, I loved that house so much. The memories we were building there made it home. If only it wasn't for that damned woman; that damned monster. That was no woman, it's a monster. Now, I’m laying here on this cold metal bed. It feels like each evening gets shorter, so I decided to write what really happened. It doesn’t matter that no one believes me. What I know is true; that thing took my baby. 

I knew it was lights out as the orderlies always force me to take my medicine around 8:45 p.m. They were always claiming that these meds will help me get better, such a lie. Could those pills make her and her crime disappear? No, all they do is make me feel numb and empty. My eyes grew heavy as the pills began their work through my blood and muscles. The rustling of the nearby trees announced the arrival of the late fall winds. I used to love Halloween so much

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