Remembering - 18

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It wasn't a very pleasant day. I heard the usual noisy shouts i couldn't understand, I was used to it but it got worse this time.

As always, I locked myself in this dull room of mine, a shelf filled with action figures, some are even broken. And my favorite, my only teddy bear that i kept ever since.

The noise went away. I was scared by the sudden silence, running over to grab the teddy bear and hide in the closet.

The door opened and i heard a woman speak aloud,

"Hello?"

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