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I'm going to tell you the story of what happened to Theresa Hale.

"No..." I choke out. Fighting back tears as I stroke her cheek. Her trembling hands clasped in mine.

My name is Newt,I'm eighteen years old. And I loved her,with all my heart.

I kiss her forehead softly as I stand up,running a hand through my hair. Not able to look at her.

My father died soon after my sixteenth birthday. The man who from the second I arrived on the earth; I declared as my hero. Though he was hooked up to this thing that buzzed and beeped every time his heart leaped, like a man whose faith tells him:
God's hands are big enough to catch an airplane,or a world. He lost his life thinking that..

I shake my head "This is why I go back. It all has to happen exactly like it happened."

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