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I stood over the limp body laid in front of me like a ghoulish mannequin. Once upon the shade in totality, I found it to be inclined to warmth now more than its outer coldness. Surprised but, nonetheless appreciative. The beating had reached its crescendo now. The air flooded my nostrils, reeking of iron as I looked down and remembered where the smell had come from. Dark red liquid splodge among my palms. My hands dripped down blood but sadly, it was not mine. If only it were, all this could’ve ended up differently. I could still be at home,...
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To have a conversation with someone is not enough to know how they feel or understand their thoughts. Ever since that dreadful day, my mind scatters around to understand what my dad went through, trying to imagine the scene, the feeling of his body, mind and sometimes even selfishly wondering if he ever thought about me when the crime was being committed. The dark haze in my head got filled with white dots flickering everywhere. My head swooned over my imagination of how it happened. I fel...
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