Chapter 2: WOUNDED

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// SERINA'S POV //
I woke up feeling dizzy. I didn't remember anything from earlier but then suddenly the memories striked me.
I started examining my body. I didn't even got a single scratch but my eyes were sore.

"Don't look at anyone with those eyes of yours."-unknown

I looked at the sofa near the window. A guy was sitting there looking at me.
    That was the guy from earlier.

"I saw you!" I said
"You were there at that time...."

           He didn't respond.

"Who are you!?" I yelled

He smiled and got up. He began walking towards the bed I was laying.
"Have u seen your eyes" he smirked

"What? Is there a scratch or something?" I asked quicky grabbing a mirror next to me on a desk. There was nothing wrong but I looked at the reflection of my eyes closely.

"Mom!" The six year old me shouts while searching for her parents.
    I went downstairs and out of the door with my tiny steps to search for my parents. 
As I got out of the house I saw my parents with  guns.
Opposite of them were some more people with guns.
I saw my mom looking at me terrified.

"SERINA, GET INSIDE THE HOUSE!!" she yelled.

I was too young to understand what should be done in such situations. I began running towards her instead. All those guns were pointed towards me now.

"MOM!!" I cried
                  *Gun fires...."
But it wasn't me who got shot.
         I was crying a lot.
Someone covered me, my head was buried in someone's shoulder. As I  looked at his face with my teary eyes, I realised it was him, my brother.
I looked down at his chest, it was blood. I placed my hands in his chest in order to stop the blood.
It felt like the time stopped....
He smiled and said

"You have to get used to it"
                   *Guns started firing again, the siren of police and ambulance were too loud*
He covered me again
It was too much for a six year old to handle.
Suddenly someone dragged my brother away from me . That was the last time I saw him. I was horrified.
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                                 *i screamed*
A nurse came to check on me. She came near me and tried to calm me down.
I was sweating
"Calm down, you are having a panic attack" she said while trying to look at my eyes.

I looked in her eyes

Her hand which was patting to ensure me, froze. She stepped back. Her eyes started to look dull. She was still staring at my eyes.
Suddenly that guy covered my eyes with his hands.
The nurse fainted. I got more scared.

"What happened " I mumbled to myself

I looked at that guy and asked
"What is happening " in a terrified voice

"It's your eyes " he says confidently

"what do u mean?" I asked

"Those well defined eyes of yours were given for a reason "
"That devil was born by all the pain, fear, sorrow and tear you have witnessed but tried to hide. Now whoever looks into your eyes will have to feel the same sorrow." He explained

"Shut up! This doesn't make any sense.... plus why did it have to show up now??"
I looked at him
"You did it, didn't you?" I asked in a threatening voice

He smiled "I only awakened it, it was u who hid it for too long"

I got  up from from my bed, grabbed his collar and stared at him
" why aren't you scared of my devil then?" I yelled

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