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I remember the second of August 2002 like it was yesterday when my nightmare started, an now there is a hole in my heart which will remain there till the day I die. The day was bright and warm on the morning of august the second, but there was a strange feeling in the air, which caused a chill down my spin. The air smelt like fresh bread straight from the oven. As I walked down the stairs still in my p.js, the burning carpet warmed by the sun felt like fire warming the soles of my feet. Mum had left the toast out with the butter left beside it. I could still feel the heat coming off the crust on to my tired restless face. I dragged my feet through the living room still with the burning sensation in my feet; I could see the blaring sun raise split the TV from its black and dull screen. Then the ringing of the phone broke the deadly silence in the house. It was my best friend Risha asking weather I was up for the fair. I quickly said yes, dropped the receiver and ran up the stairs and jumped in to the bath. I relaxed in the luke warm water, with the soft fluffy bubbles lying on my pale brown skin, like icing on a cake. The atmosphere around me was quite with only the bird’s cherpsing outside the window and the ripples of the water as I moved my hands and feet. Soon everything went black... When I heard a thud on the bathroom door and someone asking me weather “I was aright”. At this point I opened my eyes to the beat when I realized I had fallen a sleep for a good hour or two. I shouted “Yes im fine” and sprawled out the bathtub. My skin had gone wrinkly from the warm water. I raped my self in a blue soft towel and pulled the plug. The water rushed down the plughole like a tornado, leaving the white fluffy bubbles behind. I unlocked the door and my body shivered from the cold air which hit me like a shock of lightning as I walked in my wide light blue room.
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