I could never forget that day. I could never forget the pain, feeling as if knives were being dragged across my skin. . . The curse of never forgeting. The curse of me, Zuri. The feel of never breathing, the feel, as if I couldn't move. . . I remember how I felt as if I was being trapped, held there forever. Forever. . . Forever never forgeting. . .
I don't think it was all that good. sad
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