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I watched the window from the rocking chair years back. The last time I went out there it swallowed me. The darkness all together was overwhelming. How could people take it? I watched as rain slowly dripped, sticking and rolling down the window. I blinked a few times, fighting tears. Why tears? I hated them so. Any time it rained i had the erg to cry. Cry for every rain drop that fell. The food would run out soon. I knew it, so why couldn't I go? GO. I stood from the chair. Could i face it? Face the world again?
Night fell. My hand on the door nob just shaking. Shaking violently! STOP. It was unfair. Mom? Dad? Yana? A car, a crash, a scream of pain. BLOOD.
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