Jealousy: The First Hurricane

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Jealousy Will Prevail I scramble around, trying to find my balance in the dust. I feel small hands wrapping me in warmth and a sense of safety. This was the first major hurricane we’ve had in five years. The last time this happened was when my brother was only a year old. Watching the windows shatter and water flood our peaceful abode brought back traumatic memories for the both of us but especially Noah. That previous hurricane was the reason he developed PTSD, and our family hasn’t been the same ever since. He gets nightmares often, he can’t go swimming because water gives him anxiety, and he communicates through hand movements. This second hurricane wasn’t as bad, but it scared Noah very much. His eyes filled with fear, and his mouth

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