Last night was a blur. my brothers attitude hadn't gotten much better. father was teaching us to hunt hippo when I accidently stepped on his tail. he turned around and yelled, scaring away the game. he blamed, of course, me. I had enough, I don't know what came over me but whatever it was, it took over. I started screaming how rude he had always been to me and so on. he was furious. with one slash he took me out. the rest was dark.
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