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I paused for a moment to gather my thoughts. One moment I was doing ordinary things. Things that are not worth remembering. The simple life of doing chores with my brother and mother. Then the next, I find myself nestled on the rubble of what used to be my home. Why can't I just remember those little things? All that is treasured in my mind is pain and misery. I'm not ordinary I suppose cause these things happen only to those who live an ordinary life. Who am I? Who am I supposed to be?