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"The blood they had wasn't enough and they were running around. Losing my sister and my friend is nothing I would wish on an enemy. The pain is unbearable."

It reads and sounds like a starry-eyed teenager’s diary entry: Late at night when all the world is sleeping / I stay up and think of you / And I wish on a star / that somewhere you are / thinking of me too…

“Playing it and processing it at the same time is something I wouldn’t wish on anybody,” Bomer says.

It is not a situation one would wish on their worst enemy.

“It’s something I would never wish on my worst enemy.”