Chapter 3: 9 moths later...death

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A girl told me my mom was looking for me I knew she had been sick, but not that sick. I came to her there was a crowd around her. There was a little white boy he said they would have to throw her over board it was like those words had poisoned me I couldn't move. All of a sudden it felt like the world had ended. The only words I could manage to get out were "but she's still alive". "I know, it's rules" said the white boy. I watched them throw her over board.

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