Now a ball isn't the most interesting toy, and no matter how hard I try, my mind wanders, your mind would begin to wander as well, I wished my sister was with me, she was fun to be around, knew me better than anyone else, maybe she's fine, maybe I could find her... but I can't, no no, I can, I'll find her, she couldn't of died in there... but I heard her die, it was so horrible, screaming... gurgling... screeched sobs... I was lucky to have stopped paying attention enough to have the ball hit me in the head, cutting me out of those memories; I don't want to think about what happened... she's fine, perfectly fine, right?
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a red heart
Storie d'amorevelsen vonquer was a fairly popular school boy as he was rather friendly, one day one of the silent kids sat at a desk with him, and his entire life changed, how will he deal with never being able too go home? or being seen at all?
