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marta sinClair
in front of the bedroom mirror, Filipe’s annoying buzz turned to an
angry rattle. I couldn’t fathom why. But I should have known better.
When the hit came, I thought it was a terrorist bomb. After all,
this is Bali. e shock of pain hit me at the same time as blackness.
It went through my arm, shoulder, head, and buckled my knees.
Idon’t remember much except for the acute pain zipping through my
body. When I finally opened my eyes, I felt quite paralyzed. Lying
on my left side, neck twisted, my eyes trying to focus on the texture
of the carpet. I couldn’t move and had a hard time breathing. e
darkness slowly dissipated and so did the horrible pain. My right
arm was out of commission. I tried to figure out what had just hap ...