Chapter 11

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Sam.

An alarm blares in my ears like a freaking siren. 

I blink. Roll over. Blindly raise my arm and let it fall down. 

It misses the target. I am a terrible aimer. 

It screams again. Shrills it's time to get up. 

I turn it off. 

Light flashes in my eyes. 

The door whines open. 

My dad says it's time for him to leave for work. 

He closes the door softly. I hear the banging of pots and pans outside. My mom is yelling. Saying that my dad shouldn't do something. Shouldn't keep doing it. The main door closes too. Bashing against its lock. 

I close my eyes. 

See,

everything. 

And damn, it's traumatizing. 

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It's normal for people like me. Like Liv. 

You relive your life every day. 

Because of that one moment of stupidity. 

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They're just flashes of light. 

Until they're not. 

They're captured in perfect detail. 

Portrayed in perfect clarity. 

Perfect focus. 

Perfect lighting. 

The memories are not perfect, 

they're horrible. 

Liv knows that too. 

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I miss that day of school. 

Too busy reliving the past. 

Over and over again. 

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