What is the name of the blades under your shoulder on your back?
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(Warning: This includes murder, gore and death. And remember that everything is fake, EVERYTHING. Anyway, here’s the story)
I woke up today. It was the day of the camping trip with my brother Karth Harken. It was in the Lindop forest to camp near the lake. I was done packing after I got up and finished my morning routine. When I was done, I drove to my truck with Karth, who was already grinning with happiness. Teenagers. We drove through our city to get the groceries out and go into the woods. No phone. No truck. For a week. We continued walking until we found a lake. We set up our tents before we went fishing for a while. Boring. So boring. After a year, it was night. We went to sleep before I felt warm... I woke up and our two tents were on fire. I quickly ran out of the tent. My whole left arm was burned. I looked at Karth. All I saw was fire. Skeleton burned hair crying loudly. I ran. I wanted to go back. But I can’t. I kept running and running and running. I found a tent knocking loudly. An old man opened the door. I fell. I walked through the man and the ground when I fell. It’s gone. What..? I remember... I didn’t take my schizophrenia pills... Oh no... It’s me... It’s all my fault...
(Warning: This includes murder, gore and death. And remember that everything is fake, EVERYTHING. Anyway, here’s the story)
I woke up today. It was the day of the camping trip with my brother Karth Harken. It was in the Lindop forest to camp near the lake. I was done packing after I got up and finished my morning routine. When I was done, I drove to my truck with Karth, who was already grinning with happiness. Teenagers. We drove through our city to get the groceries out and go into the woods. No phone. No truck. For a week. We continued walking until we found a lake. We set up our tents before we went fishing for a while. Boring. So boring. After a year, it was night. We went to sleep before I felt warm... I woke up and our two tents were on fire. I quickly ran out of the tent. My whole left arm was burned. I looked at Karth. All I saw was fire. Skeleton burned hair crying loudly. I ran. I wanted to go back. But I can’t. I kept running and running and running. I found a tent knocking loudly. An old man opened the door. I fell. I walked through the man and the ground when I fell. It’s gone. What..? I remember... I didn’t take my schizophrenia pills... Oh no... It’s me... It’s all my fault...
That was when I was about 9 or 10 years old. I was with my brother (8-9 years old) and my older cousin (13-14) we went to the corner store in Ashby. We were about 5 minutes until we got there. On the way, I saw an old woman in a stopped car staring at me. The car was completely off. I just thought she was upset. I went on for another 3 minutes until we were there. Everything stopped. Everyone. And I mean everyone. Stared at me. After what felt like an hour it went on. Everyone started walking again. My cousin asked me, “What’s going on?” Since I stopped, I just replied, “It’s okay.” Then we got there. I don’t know what happened and why.