chapter 3. tears of gold

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(Bandits pov)

I was sitting at a chair in a hallway. My mother and father in the room in front of me,my mom having my sister. I waited there for hours,worrying about her. I perked up at a new noise.

I was let in soon enough. "Mommy!" I said,running as fast as my little legs could. I saw my sister in my mothers arms,then noticed something about their looks as I had been crying when I came in. What was wrong? Was it from my volume?

(3rd person pov)

Lana and jack just started at their son in shock. Bandits face was stained with gold,liquid gold from his eyes. Lana was holding her newborn daughter still and had an idea.

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"PLEASE! LET ME OUT!" bandit yelled,banging on the basement door as he cried tears of gold. "No! Never! Your my moneymaker and you are never coming out!" Lana yelled as jack looked at her in fear.

(bandits pov)

I'm now 16. I sat in the basement,my only clothes a purple sweater and grey leggings. I looked at the cupcake my sister had snuck down for me. "Happy birthday to me..." I began to sing,crying tears of gold as they stain my cheeks.

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