Can't find you

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After the blast me and my mother found a shelter near by. As we got closer and closer to the shelter we were gteated by an old man named Jeff ( Jeff had a really long beard ).

Jeff had told us there would be a room in the basement for us because all the rooms upstairs were taken. I asked my mother could I go outside and try to look for my brother.

As you probably guessed she said no but to be honest I would have said no to. After my mother had vryed herself to sleep I snuck and went to go and find my brother.

The only place I went to look was in the woods and that was one of the biggest mistakes. I was looking around and found a tent and in the tent was a man telling me to run so I did and I stumbled into a pack of wolves.

I started running away from the wolves but the wolves were so fast they caught up to me and I fell to my feet. The wolves scratched me and tore off one of my fingers.

Someone found me and when I woke up I was on a plane. Didn't know who took me, didn't know where I was and I was sepperated from my mother.

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