Chapter 9

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Early the next morning, just before the sun rose from the horizon, we packed up our valuable stuff and started walking again, to some place more secure than out in the open where you can easily get killed. We walked for hours now, and my leg was hurting like hell while Claire was trying to keep me on my feet. "He's just slowing us down!" Spat Ariana, who was pretty far behind me. "Look who's talking!" I called back,teasing her. She gasps and says, "how could you?!" In a playful voice, and runs as fast as her legs could carry her.
      
She blows past me making me lose some of my balance. Claire grabbed my arm tighter than it already was and saved me from falling. "Sorry!" She says, running back and making sure I was okay.  "It's fine." I told her. "You didn't mean anything by it, it was an accident." She gives me the biggest smile and the eyes of kindness. "Thanks," she said as she ran off again and left Claire and I behind with all the other hostels,who were spat at, kicked at and stranded along with us to suffer.
      
When it came up to the 3 to 4 hour mark of walking, I couldn't take it much longer.
My leg was hurting way more than hell. Every time when I would try to limp or even hop I would feel that sharp pain, but it was getting worse within each hour.I was truly suffering at that point. I was jealous of Claire 'cause her leg healed within the first day or 2, but she still had a soft limp when she walked. "I need a break." I told Claire. "My leg, it can't take much more."
  
  "Okay." She responded, setting me down carefully on a rock. She sat down next to me and as we were looking around trying to find where the hell we were and watching the sun set over the horizon, I was thinking of a way to survive this damn war, but most importantly kill Walter, the Nazi who killed my family in cold blood. That plan is not going to be easy with a broken leg, but there is one thing that you should know about me, it is that I don't know when to give up. I will kill that low-life son-of-a-bitch and  I will get my revenge. I will survive this war with Claire, Ariana, and all of the hostels by my side and together we will fight and never give up, but most importantly together we will win.

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