They always told me that I just had an overactive imagination. I used to think so too. Until one day, August 21, 2009, my world fell apart.
I The time is 3:42AM. My mom is shouting at me to stop, but I don't hear her. My baby brother is crying in her arms, but I don't see him. I lay in fetal position on the floor, shaking, sweaty, and short of breath. I have been crying for 4 hours. But I don't remember
why.
i'm fifteen years old.
i have a gift
and one day i will use it to
change the world.
{8.15.09}
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