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Soon... I'll kill her. She deserves it after what she did to me. I pull out something from the carboard. A tape. One I haven't watched in so long. One I've hidden from the world. But for this party, I need the inspirational anger. 

I push the tape into the TV downstairs, and I turn it on. Music starts playing. I let out a breath. It was such a happy birthday for me... then it turned sour and bitterer than a melon. I'll try not to cry. I watch as I was this happy boy who would've had a beautiful 12th birthday party. The moon was full. It was 6:30. I would've had it all.

I watch as my mother drops the camera. Blood is being shed by those things. I grip my fists. Why was it us? Why didn't she target anyone else? It had to be us that night. I watch as the screams flood my ears. Tears start slipping from my face. My Shadow turns of the TV.

I put my hand on my mouth. My Shadow looks at me. I turn.

"Al?! Why ya down there?!" Antony calls.

"I'm coming darling!" I yell.  

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