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✘ Memory XX

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“Calm down! It’s okay! You are going to be fine!”

I shook my head. “No, I will never be fine! How can I be fine after what I saw?!” My voice was shaking. My hands were clenched tightly almost as if they were going to fall off any time soon. I wanted to stop my heart from beating this fast. I wanted to stop my legs from shaking this way.

My head started to feel numb.

“They are going to kill me.” I whispered, almost not believing my words. They were true but it was hard facing them.

“They aren’t going to do anything! Listen to me, okay? I want you to take a deep breath, come on.” He urged me, slamming his hands on my shoulders. I nodded slowly doing as he said.

The world around me was still swaying around, as if I was riding a rollercoaster. “What should I do?”

“Did anything, other than that, happen?” I shook my head helplessly. He started murmuring ‘Good. Good’ as he went through his stuff, which were on the desk, like a mad man.

“W-w-what are you looking for?” I braced myself, watching him throw the piled up papers to the side, to the floor, and to the chair. Searching underneath them.

He didn’t answer me. “Where was it?” He clicked his tongue to the side and bit his lip tightly that I thought it would bleed soon.

I had never seen him this serious before. His eyebrows were knotted together. The usual clean and ironed coat he always wore was messy. His hair was a huge mess.

But he was sure, almost too sure of himself, that he could help me. 

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