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Sparklings

Sparklings

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The migraine of torrent memories kept on replay in the for front of Emaries Mind. There Was barely any recollection of those memories except The sound of bullets from a gun. Emaries Skin was glowing florescent white, lighting up the forest from which she had been dumped in. She knew she was in danger the moment she hit the hard forest floor. The Bodies thrown over her left the lingering sensation of terror that was crawling up her spine. The Face of the woman above her forced the rest of the traumatizing memories out. She didn't have to question herself about what happened, she already knew and It was going to change everything. The one thing she did question however was Who she was, who the faces from her horrible traumatic memories were. Who did this to her, to them and more importantly, why?
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