Prolouge

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"Stay safe" she whispered kissing the top of my head.
"Hide yourself" he told me.
He grabbed her arm and ran,left me sitting alone,tears slowly dropping down my face.
'I must be strong'
The wing blew softly through my long dirty blond hair,I curled it bind my ear and ran around the back of an old shop, near the old woods. I took a deep breath
'Now this is my story'

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