A Secret

No one in my home knows what I am about to say nor many that know me. There are only 3 people alive who know what I am about to say. I will share it with all who read it, but this story must never be told outside of here.

When I was 14, I had this job as a nanny. I had known the family my whole life, so they werent strangers to me. I stayed at their home from. I had my own room with this big window looking out to the front yard.

It was a beautiful home with great neighbors. Down the road, maybe a block away, was this park. I took the kids to this park all of the time. Behind the park, there were train tracks for the Metra. I remember being able to see the park from my window and seeing the kids play.

The kids I was watching had this friend that would meet them at the park. One day, when it was time to go home, I met the new boy's parents. They seemed to be a happy and sweet couple. Turned out, they lived in the house behind the one I was staying in. I remember seeing the mother of the boy jogging in the morning. She passed the window every morning. Every morning except one.

This story must never be told.......

I remember feeling something was wrong. I woke up because I thought I heard something. The parents had gone off to work already, so it was just me and the kids I was watching. They were sleeping still, so I knew the noise was coming from outside. I walked to the back door and remember seeing the shadow of a woman. The mother of the boy from the park. This shadow was followed by the shadow of a man. The father. Her body fell and was no longer moving. I look to see a face, and made eye contact with the father. I remember seeing the look of madness. He looked away and quickly moved the body.

In shock, I made sure all the doors were locked and hid in my room. I didn't know what to do. I thought that I was still sleeping and tried to wake up. None of what I just saw seemed to be real. I crawled back into the bed and tried to wake up from this dream like state, but I was not sleeping.

I looked out of the window a little while later and noticed that the husband was at the park now. I watched carefully to try and figure out what he was doing. He looked scared. I watched as he dragged his wife's body to the tracks. Farther and farther away he went. He was finally out of site. I was so scared, I passed out.

I remember waking up later on to a knock at the door. At this time, I was convinced what I saw was a dream, but when I opened the door, it was the police. They were asking me about my neighbor. The mother. The one who was found in her jogging outfit on the tracks dead.

I told them a few things, but I didn't want to believe what I had seen earlier, so that was all I told them. Just I didn't see her jog passed my window that morning.

They didn't arrest the father right away. I refused to let the kids leave the house because I knew he saw me. He would stand in his backyard and seemed to wait for us to come out. When I let the dog go outside, he would wave at me, but I would keep watching the dog. Eventually I started to carry a knife to take the dog out. I felt safer that way.

When he was finally arrested, I felt relieved. The family was in shock because of what they heard, but I was and still am scared from what I have seen.

I still havent told my family. The 3 people I have told are the people I felt can handle this secret. People who I also know will probably never see me again in a year.

When I was 14, I witnessed the murder of a woman and watched her husband drag her body onto the track.

This story must never be told.........