I cried in silence. Watching tapes of when Gardenview was still a happy place. Before the accident. Before the hatred. I hear a noise from outside and I quickly curl up in a ball. “No…. Not another 𐌌Ꝋ𐌍𐌔𐌕𐌄𐌓 please…..” the noises get louder and I just barely let out a whimper. I-I’m sorry…… I start to cry more. My hands shaking as I hold a tape. My petals wilting….
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