In between Life & Death

In between Life & Death

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NAME: VICTORIA ROUCHE AGE: 16 YEARS OLD LOCATION: EDMONTON, CANADA HAIR COLOR: BROWN EYE COLOR: HAZEL CITIZEN: CANADIAN I hope it was just a simple crazy dream that anyone can wake up from it but it only happen to me. Have you ever wished for time to run in reverse? Have you ever wished for it to slow down? To cherish all the seconds you have been together. At first it was a nightmare but it changed afterwards, just like a weather, the storm came again and now from what I've done, it will never come back again but just like the flowers I regret it, regretting all the things I did but now I'm dying and I couldn't do anything to take back what I've done. I'm dying, I want to yell but no voice comes out. I wish... I wish.
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