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Last published втр, мар. 3, 2015
"Hello? Hellooooo.? HELP" I screamed.! I woke up, shaken up. .... Again. Just another dream. I laid in my bed worried , scared, no terefied. I missed them. All of them. A lot. I wanted them back. All of them. So bad.
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When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.
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