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(Created page with "My hands shake as I write this. This will be my final chronicle. I visited Russia last month. The sprawling, mysterious, unpopulated landscape had always fascinated me. After saving for months, I finally attained the necessary funds for a short trip. I stayed in a small inn in Dytyaky, only a twenty minute car trip from Chernobyl. If I had to visit anywhere during my stay, Chernobyl was it; no place laid more shrouded in mystery than that. Little did I know that the f...")
 
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Sirens began to blare, but it was too late. The blast came in slow motion. I saw windows shatter, and homes burst into flame. Faces of children began to melt and warp right in front of my eyes. Their eyes boiled, and their skin began to blaze. One girl out of the class suddenly noticed me, and walked towards me. She looked at me, her eyes partially gone, and her skin burnt horribly.
 
“You"You forgot us," she whispered. “Вы"Вы помните нас."
 
I looked down at my hands. They began to burn. My skin started to peel like paper.
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It began to speak to me.
 
“You"You didn't once feel sorrow, or stop to honor those who had died in the blast. It was just an adventure to you. Nothing more. I saw my friends burn with what eyes I had left. My mother was the teacher. You couldn't take the time to pay respect, so I'll make you remember. Forever."
 
As I type this, I can feel her taking me. My veins are turning black. It's cold. So cold. To anyone who reads this in time, please help m