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Cherish Part One (Revised)
Numb, I stared into the full-length mirror in my room, a room that no longer felt like mine.
I seemed normal enough despite the braces strapped to my legs when I attempted to stand. I found myself trying to pick up the pieces after everything changed in an instant.
The situation could have been different if I had been hurt by an accident, illness, or something, but by a drunken fool wandering around my family’s property with a gun, what was he trying to prove?
The idea of someone wanting to drink so much that they basically became brainless never made sense to me.
Now I have to live with the consequences of someone else’s stupidity. This isn’t what I had planned for my senior year.
Truth be told, I’m grateful, I know that bullet could have killed me, and perhaps that’s what he was trying to accomplish, to kill the ghosts in his head. I didn’t understand what was happening, not logically, but when someone is so drunk that they shoot a 17-year-old girl in her own yard, logic doesn’t exactly command into play! There is no doubt that he did not consider what he had done to me. To be honest, I don’t know if he was capable of thinking.
I’m being punished for someone else’s problems with alcohol, and who knows what else. It doesn’t seem right, but that’s life.
