24 October 2012
The ringing stung my eardrums, this wasn't the first time things like this had happened. I tried to block it out. I took several deep breaths which usually numbed the pain, nothing. "Dad" I called into the kitchen. This was the first time It'd happened without Mom being around. I panicked. By this time I was bent over forwards holding my stomach. Dad passed me a chair and a glass of water. I sat with the back of the chair against my chest. I tried to drink, I couldn't. It burnt my throat, as I dropped the glass a shard shot into my ankle. The pain stopped, I bent down and removed the shard. I sat up to find my father white in the face, across his face was a pure look of shock.
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