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“It happened when I was about six years old. We used to live next to a creek, a beautiful river that flooded in the spring, but we enjoyed it nonetheless. It was my first time outside by the creek on my own, no one in my family was watching me. They were all busy with other activities, and I had simply wandered off. I put my little toes in the river and started to wade in. I’ll be completely honest, I didn’t know how deep it was. I had never been in it very long before. This time was different. I kept wading in, further and further, watching...
I don’t remember how the fire started, all I know is that it killed both my parents, leaving me alone with just my brother, Nate, and a whole, scary world out there. And this time, we had no protection. Two days after the fire, Nate and I were looking around, trying to find anything that we could salvage, at least something that we could call our own. “We’ll get through this.” Nate said, tossing a burnt piece of wood over his shoulder. “I’m sure of it. Uncle Tony is going to be here in two days, and we’re going to stay with the police until ...
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