I hum softly,

hoping that would sooth

my voice.

And as I stared at the bottle of ice water,

numbing down my burn,

tears stained my cheeks

wondering how people can be so cruel.

My dad would hate it

if he had to pay for some burn medicine.

He was still working his head

around me and that ipecac.

I whispered

"hi"

A smile floated on my lips.

I'm fine

I'm fine

I'll be fine.

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