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t sure if I'll ever be able to forget... I sat quietly on the wide leather recliner, staring

ticulously, and ruthlessly eating everything until all that remained was dark grey ashes. T

ing, continued to fall continuously, drowning the countryside in various shades of drab and black. But it would soon come to an en

the walls of the big room, which had books of every kind ever written, the polished light brown oak floors, and the musky

deeply within myself that I couldn't reach them even if I tried, except on one day--today, August 23rd. On this dreadful day, my entire family was massa

ing that occurred on that cursed day. A pledge to live. I knew there was no turning back once I made that promise

ething I adored and deeply cared about The pain was excruciating, but I was used to it.But I couldn't imagine how painful it wo

n my family was murdered. I lived each day hoping to see my family happy, healthy, and alive. But after I had lost everyone I had ever loved, I realised that without another purpose, I would be unable to keep