“Why won’t you believe me?” I yelled at my mother for the
157th time since Megan disappeared. A week later and already it was
as though nothing had happened. I squared my shoulders and continued. “Lori
told me what happened. Lori told me what they did. She wasn’t kidnapped by some
random idiot, she was taken.”
I thought back to what I did…what I should have done on
that first day…
I know what happened. It wasn’t pretty, and I’m not
entirely proud of myself for what I did to Lori, but I had to find answers
since no one else was telling me anything.
I looked down at my hands. My knuckles were bruising and
there’s blood still under my nails.
“Well that’s just silly,” my mom said and pulled me back
into the conversation. “You and your government conspiracies.”
I rubbed my temples and shoved the last of my homework into
my bag. “Mom,” I started in a softer tone, hoping to get some kind of response,
“it’s not my conspiracy.” I bit my lip to keep from yelling. “I heard the three
clicks from the hallway. Everyone knows what they mean. Someone was listening.”
“Enough,” she
snapped but didn’t look at me as she cleaned off the kitchen counter. “Now,
this is hard enough on all of us. We don’t need you spreading these types of
rumors. You know the government doesn’t take people just for saying the wrong
word. You know those camera systems were put in for our benefit and
protection.”
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