HELLO I WANNA CONTINUE THIS MMMMM
BUT I DONT KNOW HOW SO YEAH
HERE
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Hamilton's pov
Thunder, lightning, the sky turning gray, rain drops small and quick. The pitter patter of the drops slowly turning more violent
Smooth drops of refreshing drizzle, turning to needles seeping into the flesh
Rain, storms, hurricane.
Everyone running for their lives, the water quickly following them from behind. Drowning, crying, falling
Buildings wash up, a woman cries for her child, a man longs for his wife
They all say their last goodbyes
In the eye of the hurricane
There is quiet
For just a moment
A yellow sky
When I was seventeen a hurricane
Destroyed my town
I didn't drown
I couldn't seem to die
The sounds of cries being muted by the water turns into an unbearable ringing
James, my brother, lifeless, floating in the water along with people I know and loved
I drop to my knees
Why
why couldn't it be me?
I was twelve when my mother died
She was holding me
She was sick but she was holding me
I couldn't seem to die
I stand in front plague like death
Hamilton
Why cant I just die
Hey hamilton
Rachel Faucette
Hamilton whats going on
James A. Hamilton
Hamilton are you okay
James Jr.
Hamilton hey
Its quiet uptown
Hamilton snap out of it
Tomorrow there'll be more of us

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