Kaiya
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The room was spinning, Kaiya felt dizzy like she was about to be sick. She stood up shakily, used to taking care of herself. She leaned against the wall making her way to the bathroom before becoming violently sick.
People's cries, shrieks of pure terror the sounds echoed in her memory.
Kaiya...forgive...me the words replayed as she became sick again. Flushing the toilet, she crumbled to a heap on the bathroom floor, once again pulling her knees to her chest and letting the tears fall. It felt as though fresh, jagged, wounds had been ripped into her soul, and this was the only way to hold herself together. All she could do was hold herself on the bathroom floor, pressing her cheek against the cool tile.