26/07/2023
MY NIGHTMARE
One evening, while I was walking on the street, I saw an old man following the girl. I became conscious because I saw in the girl's eyes that she was afraid and uncomfortable. I decided to follow them. And we are here now, in the middle of the forest. I witnessed how the old man stabbed the girl one time, two times, and seven times. The girl has no strength to fight, to run, or to ask for help. And I'm here, standing far from them. I want to help the poor girl, but the old man has a knife, and I am just a little girl. All I have to do is look at them without any action or noise. I feel so guilty seeing the girl lose her last breath and flooding her blood on the ground.
The old man got the dead body, and he threw it onto the cliff at the side of the forest without any hesitation.
I went home, and I really wanted to tell my parents what I had seen, but I was scared and didn't know what to do.
After two days, we got the news that our new neighbor had lost their daughter. They have no idea that the killer is their family friend. Always visit them and always offer for help. Unfortunately, the case was closed because they found nothing— no evidence, no trace, no witness.
There are days when I feel guilty. But I decided that if I don't tell anyone, the killer won't hurt me or my family.
After years, I see my family visiting the graveyard of the girl who was lost three years ago and killed by their family friend. My parents were crying. I started to feel their pain, and I felt the knife in my body. At that moment, I felt nothing, speechless, and suffering because the girl who had lost and murdered was me.
