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That Horrible Night
I was only nine, boy do I remember those times
I heard my mom scream, I worried only about me
For I could only think about sleep
I saw the flashes of the police cars
I thought I really did it this time
But I went to sleep, thinking it was alright
My sister yelled at us, telling us to get up
At the hospital that night, what a long night
As we waited on dad, all me and my sisters could do was think what was wrong
Later that night I saw my sister for the last time alive
She just laid there lifeless as we gathered around
I didn’t know what to do so I did what I was told
She was only seven-teen, but I only thought of me
I thought why god, why it’s not her time
As I saw her for the last time
Mom keeps saying she’s in a better place now
But that seems to be what I remember from that horrible night
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