Falling

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Falling. I watched as they fell right in front of me. I reached out and try's to grab my mothers hand but I couldn't. People screamed as they hit the floor and a sickening crack echoed thorough out the tent.

People shouted and sirens blared from outside but I couldn't hear any of it. I just looked down at the two mangled body's of whom I used to call my parents.

Hot tears steamed down my face and the next thing I knew I was sat in a juvenile detention cell because they didn't have another space in a orphanage. I sighed and hugged my knees close to my chest trying to keep warm in the freezing cold prison cell.

I couldn't sleep. I didn't want to because every time I did i could see their smiling faces  fade in to a horrified look of realisation before they hit the the solid ground below. I remember every last detail of what happened and how use less I felt. It was at that point I decided I would never feel that helpless ever again. So the next day I ran ....

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