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        I stumbled and frowned as I limped. My bleeding leg was wrapped up as I saw my parents dead bodies ahead of me. I laid my body on my bed as I bled out. I couldn't fall asleep. I can't, I shook and screamed for some help. I cried as I tried to move my leg once more. I screamed out again and twitched as fear swept into me. Suddenly heat arose around my body and I screamed again as I saw the flame. My throat ached as I blacked out, hearing my sister's scream and water splashing on my still body. I was awakened quickly as my sister shook me. My skin was grey I was confused as I looked at my sister. She was crying as she handed me a small mirror. My scalp was burnt black and my eyes where bruised. I shook again and relized my once soft and kind pupils where now dull and mean. I tried to say something but nothing came out. Instead I put my hand on my sister's cheek. I cried and saw that my tears only crept from one eye. They where red tears. Sirens roared outside my house as I grew tired. The ride to the hospital was longer than I would wanted. My breath would hitch and I would cough and cry every now and then. Nothing to bad, I was just confused. I had to get my leg stitched up, my voice cords taken out, and when my bruises cleared up I had a strange black mark on my left eye. I was confused easily. I was only 13 after all. I missed my parents deeply. Can my brain be more fucked up? I don't know anymore.

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