
"I dont know what your talking about." I smiled as the doctor spoke to me, i avoided his eyes looking around the padded room, the white cliche clothes. He asked the same questions everyday "Savannah, what happened that summer,How?" over and over his questions repeated in my mind as the flashback started. Her face bloody and bruised, her lifeless body lay in front of me and the worse betrayal ev…
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