Demons From The Past
My heat skipped a beat when I recognized the handwriting sprawled clumsily across the paper.
My legs started trembling, it was like my body already knew it was something terrible.
I started to read,
" Not very long ago, there was a man, a man who had given up, a man beyond hope, a man who knew nothing but the darkness. Every night, when he couldn't sleep the man would look up at the sky and wish for things to change.
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