This day is always so difficult. No matter how many years go by, no matter how much time passes, it's still there in my mind as clear as if it was yesterday. The mayhem, the school, the bodies everywhere. No amount of parades or sales in shops can erase the destruction from my mind. The classmates who died. The smoke. The fire. Nothing will ever make that go away.
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