Sometimes, at unexpected moments, I remember. The sudden burning. The pain. The uncontrollable screams. I couldn't hold them in. They were raw and drawn out of me despite myself. I remember thinking that I should stop screaming, it's not helping anything. And yet I went on screaming.
It was water, freshly boiled. I didn't know that water could burn you that badly. It hurt so much, sometimes I don't know how I got through.
I remember less often now.
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