"Thank God, you're awake!" Jade pulled me back to life when I thought I had sunk to numbness.
It was a terrible heartache, and I felt like Jade smashed my dream. I was already so close to dying. I was so enraged by her but something unusual happened to me that day when I witnessed a single tear fall from Jade's eyes. It was as if something struck my heart; it was the first time in years that I thought someone truly cared about me. And the fact that she was a complete stranger made me appreciate her even more.Someone risked her life to save a piece of garbage like me while I was alone in the vastness of the water. That day, I couldn't decide whether to be glad that He had kept me alive or angry because I knew that once I was living, something awful would happen in my life again. But now I already know the answer. Being alive is cruel to me. I didn't deserve to have a second life.It took me a week to finally respond to Jade becauEveryone in Camden Town knows practically everyone else, including the famous Mayor and his family. As I already stated, I did a great deal of reading and pondering before heading to that location. As a person who grew up in a bizarre and aberrant environment, everything must have a reason, or else your existence will be meaningless. My intention to kill myself was pure when I drowned myself, but after I was awakened, I gradually wanted to restart my life because of Jade and Everson, but my flesh was telling me that living a simple life was never for me. I knew Everson was friends with Archer; while I was going around Camden, I would see them together, and there was a whisper in my ear instructing me to do what I wanted to do. And it was to get close to Archer Leviticus. When I thought about him, I told myself that I needed to see a psychiatrist again since everything about me isn't normal anymore. I want to be good, but I also want to be bad. I started hatin
"Where are we going?!" When the light from the lamp post crossed his eyes, I noticed how dark and horrible they were. I attempted to yank Archer's hand away from me, but he became quite violent."You fucking lied to me! And if you can't love me back, I'm going to get rid of you instead " There was no other man, no stalker, and a man with a face mask. It was just Archer and me. But before that happened, I called Emmy to the Meadowoods Library before Archer ever got close to me. When I asked for help for the third time, I told her that I would go with her since there's someone who's threatening to kill me. Of course, she was concerned.I had the entire plan written down before Archer did. But it was never my intent to drag Amalia under her grave."Calm down, Archer; we can talk this through." He was practically twisting my hands and tried to shove me inside his car while I was in pain. But I needed to buy some time because Amalia hadn't arrived yet."Why should we talk
PROLOGUE It was a cold Thursday morning of October 13, 2016, when a chilling news broke and traumatized all the people of Camden town. It was about the body they found; a sixteen-year-old girl that they soon identified as Sierra McCarthy. Even without an autopsy, based on her injuries and dismembered body parts, it was already obvious that someone tortured her to death. They found all the parts of her body inside the garbage bags floating in the lake of Pineview. No one knew what she did wrong to be murdered. No one's soul knew who did that to her. The only person who witnessed everything the night of the attack was no other than Archer Leviticus. My ex-boyfriend. Yesterday, he saw me… breathing, standing, full of life. I may have completely changed myself, but he still looked at me the same, just like the seventeen-year-old version of him. I know I tore him apart the moment I ran away and hid myself from him. In the first place, he shouldn't have seen me. All I
My name is Archer Leviticus, andI have a confession to tell.It may be hard for you to accept or to sink into your minds whatever you're going to hear from me today, but please give me a chance and listen to my story.I remained silent my whole life on this subject as people who surrounded me forced me not to say anything about this matter. But now I am ready to tell you everything I know about Sierra McCarthy's disappearance—yes, you're hearing it right. She isn't dead.But before I continue, allow me to take an oath that whatever I say and you'll hear from me in this audio. Is all completely true. I will not lie—I will never lie, for Sierra is a special person to me.You know me as Archer,
August 20, 2021“Why did you do that?!" The first words he fired when he entered my room. There's a disgusting expression of annoyance plastered on his face.He's dressed in a formal attire that makes him professional, polished, and refined, but his atrocious manner failed to amuse me."Really, Archer?! You created a podcast about a dead girl and asked people to find her for you?! Are you out of your mind?!" Bryon continued while his blazing eyes were still looking into mine.I was so full of him that my anger collapsed and made me throw away the joystick controller in my hands and balled my fists when I looked up at him in infuriating anger."What do you want, Bryon? Will a podcast
MAY 08, 2016"Keep yourself up, young man." I heard my dad whisper to me in such authority.I sighed in annoyance as I came back in my soberness. I glanced at the priest on the altar. He's still preaching nonsense that I'm pretty sure he just memorized while glancing back and forth at the bible.I can't wait to get out of this hell. I mean this awful chapel that my dad funded and built on the wooden part of Camden Town. It is the first catholic chapel in Camden. Religious people were so elated by this chapel when they heard the news about this being built. Because they don't have to go to other places anymore and pay for a transportation fare just to visit a chapel every Sunday.Well, me and my older brother Bryon were the opposite. We always hated our father's idea of building a church. And the funny thing i
May 08, 2016"Love at first sight, huh?"I came back to my senses as the noises in my surroundings came back as well, when I heard Everson's voice behind me. I turned to him in annoyance. He's wearing an all-black attire as if he'd attended a funeral instead of a church mass. There's a soccer ball in his hand that he swiftly kicked back to the younger boys who were playing a mess-up soccer game.There are a handful of teenagers here outside the chapel. From what I've heard, the Camden Public School is holding a recollection and retreat for all of their students. They're also going to split the middle and high schoolers. We're not allowed to join since we don't go to that public school.When I turned back to the girl's direction who caught my attention, I couldn't find her anymore. She's already gone. I sighed in disappointment. It's all Ever's fault."I never thought you'd attend the mass," I said, changing the topic. I don't want him to m
August 21, 2021When Sierra vanished from my life, I lost everything. My friends, my interests, my studies, and even myself. My will to live simply disappeared into thin air. It wasn't until then that I came to know that without her; I was nothing but an empty soul. She was my motivator, encouraging me to start and finish each day and the one who inspired me to do everything I want without fear of my parents' thoughts. Ever since my father dictated my future, I lost my will to dream for myself. I imagined that my life would revolve around politics as well, that I would be like them—a boring person who makes empty promises.But then Sierra entered my life. She resurrected my old little self, who used to fantasize about impossible things, and she taught me how to dream and believe in myself agai