my biggest mistake was that day at the lake.
she died.
and i killed her.
she's gone.
and i did that.
her lungs filled with sand.
and she spewed out every drop of blood in her body.
dry.
dead.
what a fucking way to die.
alice, you are a fucking murderer.
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and i killed her.
she's gone.
and i did that.
her lungs filled with sand.
and she spewed out every drop of blood in her body.
dry.
dead.
what a fucking way to die.
alice, you are a fucking murderer.
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this post is basically a reference to a dream i had last night where i was her and i was walking down a long road, the residence of a deaf community.
a car stopped and chased me all the way home because they recognized who i was; alice liddell, the girl who took their little niece to the lake, where she died.
i locked the doors, and tried calling 911 but it wasnt working so all i could do was grip onto a knife and wait for them to come to me.
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