Final Terror: The Last Fright. 

Final Terror: The Last Fright.

Somehow I could empathise with her. I knew that feeling because I had felt it before. For me, the feeling of helplessness with the terrible pain of suffering and stench of death that came with it on the day of the funeral. My parent's.

How small was this world?

“Time could only dull the pain, but it can't ever erase the facts of the pain being there. Deep inside the psyche.”

The sentence was too deep. I felt touched by it, as it was the truth. Time did nothing but make us get used to the pain once that broke us into pieces. I was in shock. I had to take time to process all of it at once.

Without saying a word, I grasped into her hands for moral support. I let her hold me. She tilted her head up; a comfortable silence settled between the two of us as she stared outside, unblinkingly.

A wry chuckle then escaped her lips before her eyes were trained on mine once again.

“At some point after the severe emotional trauma we had to endure, we became emotio