Chapter 15

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Inside lay my uncle's dead body. "No." I whisper. He was close to all I had left. The despair fading away, anger bubbling in my chest. "No! This can't be hapening! Why him?" I scream. I can't figure out wht I'm feeling. I'm sad, angry, hurt. There's many more. I walk over to my uncle's dead body and collapse. I'm sobbing now. I look at him, silently laying there. How did he die? I stand now, and examine his body. Inotice a red stain on his shirt. Then a handle.He was stabbed! Right into the heart. This was a murder. "Casy, I'm so sorry, this really isn't fair to you at all." Emma says trying to comfort me. At least I have her. "You okay Casy?" my dad asks. Even though he didn't say much, it makes me feel better. But not all the way. I do not respond to my dad's question. Before I know what I'm doing, my feet carry me out of the secret room and away fro my perished uncle. Out of my dad's hut, through the woods. I collapse on a pile of leaves and sob.This isn't fair. I didn't know him for that long, but I loved him. He loved me. He was the one that brought me here. Without him I would still be at that miserable orphanage. I wouldn't know Emma or my dad. I scream,and pound my fists on the ground. A fresh round of sobs begins. Why him? Why now? My thoughts are immedietly interrupted. "Aw, what's the matter? Is somebody sad that there uncle is dead? Huh?" I look up to see a man with dark hair standing there. His eyes are cold,like he's been places that nobody wants to go. "Who are you?" I demand. "Oh,excuse me!My name's Jared. I'm the leader of the hunters,and the reason your uncle is dead. I am very accomplished as you can see." he gloats. Oh no he didn't! I can't help myself. I plunge my fist into his rib cage. That's definetly going to leave a mark! Now I stand,and kick his gut. My fist then collides with his face. Twice,three times. I can't help myself. He is the reason my uncle is dead. All of the sudden,Jared plunges his fist into my left cheek. I am knocked backwards. He kicks my side. Now he jumps on my ankle,and I hear a crack. My ankle is broken. His fist is in my face agsin. The last thing I remember is my dad tackling Jared. Then everything goes black.

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