I take a deep breath as I know my story isn't as horrible as theirs but still burns a hole into my heart every time I think of it.
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*POP! *
I jump in fear when an ear splitting pop sound interupts my sleep. I am still looking around my massive pink bed room trying to figure out from where the sound came when another is heared.
Out of fear I jump out of bed only for my feets to land in alot of pink balloons. The pop sounds continue and in fear that they may actually be g*n sounds, I grab my stuffed bunny, cover my ears and begin screaming as I exit my room.
"Mom!! Dad!!! Jason! Oscar! Andrew!.... " I keep screaming as I make my way down the stiars as the pop sounds won't stop.
"Mr. Jacob!!? " I scream again when noone replies...
Tears begin to escape my eyes when my calls a
