May 20, 2011
I wish I was free from this mess.
I wish I could leave this terrible place.I wish I could fly high in the sky.Now I wish I would just die.I miss my father.I miss my mother.I hear screams that are so very loud.I wish I could just tune it out.I see so many people lying on the floor...Dead.dead! I wish I was on the floor...Dead...Dead! And away from this terrible place.

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