Dog Teeth (prolouge)

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I sat on the ground, my nails dirty, chipped and bloody. The digging all the digging in that one corner. Hoping that maybe one day I could be free. Looking at my disgusting shoes, I hated those shoes so damn much but if I took them off others would try to steal them. My parents were gone, they went with the soldiers and never came back. I know they killed them and I know it will happen to me if I don't try to escape. "Hey hündin steigen deinen arsch!" (Hey bitch get off your ass. Sorry for translation) I got up, I didn't want to start trouble. Suddenly a loud ring of gunshots fired, all the soldiers were running that way. Thats when i knew it was my chance. I ran faster than I had ever run in my life, blood pounding in my ears. Getting on the ground and crawling under the barbwire fence I could feel the barbs tearing my tender flesh and my skirt. Standing up I jumped into a bush to wait for the bastards to clear out, yet in the distance I saw them kicking some sort of animal I heard it's crying. It looked like some sort of dog but I had never seen it before, I wonder what it is...

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