A few months have passed since the death of my son, Simon. Ever since that tragic day, I find myself falling into the darkest emotions I could ever imagine. I am haunted everyday with what I have done; But sometimes, I am haunted by more than just my emotions... It's freezing outside, and there is no neighbor in sight. Where do I turn if my very own home is not safe anymore? And why does someone keep calling and asking for Simon. Why Simon? He's... never mind.
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