Chapter 3- Recovery

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Damien reacted quickly. He grabbed Pip and ran out of the house. Pip wras squealing and kicking as Damien ran out the door with him. "I need to get my stuff Damien! Put me down!" screamed Pip. Damien just ignored him and put him down on the ground. "Pip your stuff is gone" said Damien sternly. Pip sat on the ground, watching as his house burnt to the ground. Tears quickly filled Pips eyes. "Are you ok?" Damien asked. "I-i need to get m-my stuff out of there." "Pip your stuff is gone. It had to burn in the fire." Pip started to shake. Damien sat down beside him and put his arm around him. Pip hugged damien and started to cry. "Come on now pip. It's gonna be ok." "That's easy for you to say. That wasn't your house." Damien placed a kiss on top of Pips head, then pulled away quickly and blushed. "It will be ok you'll see" said damien softly.

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