The girl stands at the edge of the field, on a cliff overlooking the water. She feels a great pain in her heart, a hole left by a loved one. The tears fall down her cheeks as the wind blows softly. She takes a deep breath in, and immediately starts coughing. There is smoke in the air. It burns its way down her throat as she continues to choke. Finally, she can breathe again. The smoke is left from the gunfire that still echoes in her head. She can hear the terror of the village people. The screaming, the yelling. She can see the blood soaking the ground as more bodies drop. She can feel the pain from the loss of her brother. His death replays in her mind. She blinks, pushing it all away. She then turns around and walks, leaving it all behind.
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