Blood and Fire

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I heard noises from the living room so I went there and found my whole family scattered on the floor, dead. When I heard footsteps approaching, I stained my clothes with my own brother's blood and lie down quietly. I can smell gasoline being poured over us. The thought of burning alive is horrendous.

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