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7/28/2010
Wounds
...What is this? What am I looking at right in front of me?
This girl... she's badly hurt. Just because she didn't want me to kill anyone.
I couldn't help it. It's just a bad habit, really! I didn't mean to... I didn't mean to hurt her. Just the person she was protecting.
But she just had to get in the way, didn't she? And now this happened to her.
...I burned her. She's on the verge of death. I'll be held responsible, right? I should run away. Like I always do. Even though I was always told that I shouldn't and get help immediately.
But how could I ever do that? I'm not as close to everybody else as she is...
"Is there anyone's life you don't want to ruin?"
"You're mean, you're mean! Hate, hate!"
"He trusts me more than he ever will you... So I'll be his older brother from now on! I'll replace your existence out of his life!"
"To think a thing like you was made from the same father. Everybody would be pretty much better off without you in the world, you know? Maybe you should just kill yourself instead of living such a miserable existence."
She never said anything like that. She was always there. For everyone, for me...
What's this thing in my chest? Why does my chest hurt so much? Why do I feel a lump in my throat?
It's because I hurt her, isn't it? Because of the sight of her hurt in front of me... I should leave. I should leave so I wouldn't have to see this sight ever again. I should go away and never come back. I won't be there for her even if she was for me. I should run away. Run away... run away...
Looking back now, looking back on that moment in the past hat was so long ago... I probably shouldn't have.
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