Prologue

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I raced in the house with my brother Zack. It was our eighth birthday and I was eager to see what out parent got us. We ran to the four present sitting on the table, "Can we open them?" we asked in unison.

Our mom chuckled walking over to us, "Yes, you can."

I opened my two presents and squealed, taking them to an open space in the living room to play. I started drawing with a small art kit I got. My mom always said I had my aunt's art skills.

A few hours later, we all got ready for bed. There was a sudden knock on the door and I raced to it. I opened it and a man wearing a mask pointed a gun at me.

"Come with me." He ordered.

My mom and dad came down the stairs and my mom screamed at what she saw.

"Shut up!" Two more men came out with guns pointing at them, "Just let us take what we want!"

They grabbed me and threw me in the back of a black van.

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