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Then, like a dream come true, the doctor smiled and led him out the door to freedom.<br />
The rest of the day passed in a blur until he arrived at his house. It looked<br />
abandoned and rustic from the outside, but as soon as he stepped in he saw that<br />
it was exactly the same as he’d left it. He strode through the house,<br />
remembering back on everything that had happened here. Good and bad, painful<br />
and sweet, awful and wonderful….<br />
He stepped into the kitchen where the murder of his wife and child took<br />
place and for once he didn’t feel pain. He felt free and happy. He had finally recovered<br />
from that terrible experience and he was ready to take on life again.<br />
He turned to walk out of the kitchen to see blood soaking the floor. It was<br />
everywhere, spreading across the tile floor like ink on silk….the faces of his daughter<br />
and wife clinging to every surface in the room, lifeless and staring at nothing. He<br />
couldn’t escape….there was no where he could go and nothing he could to block<br />
this reoccurring image.<br />
He could never escape.<br />
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