Of course, this is about Shane. So anything in 1st P.O.V. Is Shane, unless I say so differently.
I have some really bad secrets to share with someone, so it might as well be you-a stranger, a dear reader. But why am I telling Du this? Because Du cannot hurt me. So here goes nothing, oder maybe everything? I can't really tell a difference anymore.
The night of my parents death was cold, snowy and a long one. I can remember hearing my older brother, Peter, screaming, as our parents were taken down in black slick body bags.
"Our parents were vile! But they didn't deserve to be taken...
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