The journey that didn't lead back home

Flashbacks

The blonde girl lets me inside. I step inside almost falling. Each step I take the world around me gets dizzy. Next thing I'm falling.
Nightmares and flashbacks are in italics. Warning: This is bloody. I guess¿
I open my eyes. I see a girl? Definitely a girl, blood covering her dress. "Help me," mumbles. I walk over to her. I lift her chin, forcing to look at me. I recognize that face. "Sister?" I speak. She nods her head. Then I see it in her eyes. That day. I stumble back. "Help" she screams. I look to see them. People in black clothing coming and taking her. beating her I see deep wounds blood gushing from them. I see her cough blood. I try to rush over to the scene but I can't. "Please help me, please," she stops but keeps going," I'm your sister, don't you love me." She starts crying her tears mixing with the pool of blood. " I thought you loved me!" She yells. I can finally rush to her. I hear her heartbeat get weaker and weaker. Until it stops. Covered in my sisters blood the memories rush to my head. I remember Papa couldn't handle the pain and anger and took it out on mama. And in the moment it starts to fade away. " Wake up!"
I open my eyes to see. The raven haired one holding a cloth to my head. "She's awake!" She shouts. "What happened,"I ask. "You passed out probably lack of sleep." "Oh" is all that I can say.
The rest of the teens come in. We sit in a circle. "So what's your name," ask the red head."
"My name is"
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