Flashback continues
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Damien somehow lifted the stick, which was way more heavier than his weight. He almost stumbled upon the table, but somehow straighten himself. Stumbling here and there, he finally came close to his target. He let out a toothy grin and raised the stick, almost falling backwards.
But he straighten himself again and aimed towards his school bag that was hanging on the wall.
Just when he was about to use the stick to throw the bag, door opened and a pair of hazel green eyes stared back at him.
His hold on the stick loosen and he stumbled backwards. Stick fell with. loud and along with him.
A soft giggle resonated around the room.
At first, he thought that it was his mother, but that when the door fully opened, he saw a girl of around five year old, with two piggytales and hazel green eyes starring back at him and laughing at him.
He frowned and glared at her giggleing form.
