(See previous post)

When my sister was  attacked, I thought she would die.

When I remember this time, I lie down flat.  I look at the ceiling, and I shake.

I shake from my toes, all the way up my body, and I cannot stop trembling.

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My sister is beautiful, and she did not deserve such treatment or pain.

I love her so much, I am so proud of her.

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