Nora [ 4 years old]
Some incidents that happen in your life remain with you like a bad scar.
No matter how hard you try, you can not get rid of them.
So as time passes you learn to accept them, live with them and cope up with them.
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I remember my family house burning. The flames high and mighty as they engulfed everything around it.
I saw men fighting as I innocently looked around while my older brother carried me in his arms as he ran out of the place.
Noah, my older brother, was holding my small frame tightly as I was peeking up from his shoulder. Two other men ran beside us, guarding us as we made our way out through another passage.
Scenes of blood splatters, gunshots and people screaming were portrayed in front of me.
I saw someone spot us and run towards us. One of the guards stopped, pulled out his gun and pointed it at the person approaching us.
All of the sudden it was complete darkness in front of me. I heard the gunshots and the screams but no view.
