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Submitted to Contest #31
Years ago, I felt a tight grip on my arm; sweaty silk fingers tried to bury themselves into my body, as if to hide from the horror that was revealing only parts of the house that we used to call home, now painted in sparks of violent red and blinding yellow. The little hand loosened and I heard an aching sound as the ground stormed up a sandy cloud. Without realising, my knees were bleeding from the rocky street and underneath this, there were my uncontrollable tears. How did it come to this?I still remember that day so vividly, the skies th...
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