"Two men forced my mother onto her knees, then yanked her hair so her face would be turned up to a third man who put a gun to her forehead and shot her between the eyes. I saw this happen. I was close enough that I could smell the metallic scent of blood and the burning of gunpowder. There is no normal life for me and we can do this dance of you trying to wish it for me all we want but this is another truth we already know. I'm broken. It's how it is."
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