Everything went black, and I found myself in the middle of a home full of mourners. Everyone was in tears, howling.
What exactly is going on here? Why does this configuration look so familiar to me? When I turned my head to the left and saw a dead body, my pulse raced. Why am I here if it wasn't my Dad? I wish to leave this place.
I was going to run when my gaze was drawn to a girl. There I was - the sixteen-year-old me, standing still in her destroyed state, nude foot, slightly cut forehead, battered arms.
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