There is nothing to be afraid of here! They’re dead, and gone for good. But the hand was trembling, and that made her angry. Lucky I didn’t cut myself that time, she thought, inspecting her hand. Her eyes struggled to adjust to the strange dimness of the room. The shattering sound rang in her ears as she reached through the broken pane for the latch. Her boot crashed through the wooden frame and glass of the front door. Then she swung her leg with all her might. The whole world had changed, and now life seemed terrible. There had been no reason to believe that her life would change. While Lisa waited outside in the cold to be sure, she relaxed for a moment and let herself think about the past.Īt this time a few weeks ago, she had been sitting quietly in her fifth-grade social studies class.
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