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I lightly patted pieces of my body to make sure I was still alive.

My sister's eyes almost popped out and I wished I could vanish right where I stood.

No matter how composed you could look, being treated as an outcast does hurt.

The man's frown was completely undone, and so was his tolerance. Another zap of light spurt straight between my eyes.

I took a glance at where the tears had already dried on her face.

I slowly sank in my seat as I tried to contain the scene before almost losing track of commonsense.

Disappointment made the silver grey in her irises look darker.

All the colors and lights died within my brown eyes.

Its eyelids lifted like weighty lead.

Even though his scent meant he was very close to me, I was afraid of the sudden darkness..