A message to my younger self

My face loosened a bit and a few tears drop fell down my eye. It felt amazing to see her like that again. Her smooth, silky hair was falling down in front of her face improperly because and she was breathing heavily. I could see that she was running all the way here to come to get to me. My face was relieved seeing her like that but it instantly dropped remembering what exactly was going to happen now. 

"No mom, get out of here!" I shouted from my place but I soon remembered, no one could hear me. This was just a mere memory in my mind. No matter what I did right now, wouldn't change anything at all. That was even worse, I have to see all this happen right before me.

Like this?

No.

It cannot.

I won't be able to handle it.

"STOP!" I shouted.

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