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"I told you...I am here." He lunged at me with the knife, his distorted face pressed against mine. "Goodbye...you freak!" he croaked, before he stabbed me repeatedly. The next morning, I woke up in the hospital. My brother beside me, crying with my mother. "Oh, thank god." He said, wiping away his tears. "We were worried sick, I thought...you died." I got up, and hugged my brother, trying to comfort him. It wasn't until I saw something, at the corner of my eye; it was Apple.