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I Still remember when I was five years old. I would run around outside with a grin on my face. Back then the air and atmosphere was filled with joy and laughter. My dad would lift me on his shoulders and carry me around as if I were a King. My mom would stand close by, smiling and laughing. We would play for hours on end and just enjoy each others company.
However, the atmosphere completely changed when I was eight years old. Everything went downhill on one fateful day in August.