A Tale to Tell
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The thunder and lighting battled against one another as a young girl walked down a hallway through darkness. There was no light except the few seconds of lighting. The young girl was breathing hard and she ran her hand along the wall for direction breathing deep breaths. She reached the end of the hall and went into her parents bedroom. What she saw was a sight unimaginable for a nine year old girl.
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Eight years...It's been Eight years since that dreadful night. I'm now seventeen in highschool and moving forward. I'm known as Blossom Amor the only girl to survive the storm murders. The other four survivors are the same age as me but like me we don't talk much. Who want's to be friends with people that parent's died the same way and it traumatized you the same way.
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Anita," her angelic voice calls to me. Thunder rumbles in the distance. Her soft, delicate hands caressing my face, sparkling green eyes grounding me from the dark past I wish I could forget. "You're safe, it's okay." I bring my hand up, running my finger over the mound of scar tissue. The constant reminder of that night. The raised bump covers the bullet fragment embedded in my sternum. She takes my hands as more thunder rumbles and tears roll down my cheeks. "Breathe Anita," she says in a soothing whisper. My lungs were burning with the need for air and it was then that I realized I'd been holding it. I take in a gasping breath and recall the first time my eyes met her green eyes. My sister had been lifted off me and my eyes opening had startled her. The first time she touched me gave me strength to hold on. I held her hand tight, trying to tell her what happened, but couldn't get enough breath to form words. Sitting in the present going through the same as I had five years ago. "They were all found, Anita. They can't hurt you anymore. It's just a storm. All the doors and windows are locked, the alarm is set. It's just you and me." "Will you keep the light on tonight, please?"
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