Hiding

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It had been trashed. Most of our things were smashed or scattered around the floor. I noticed something missing, where was the family photo of us last Christmas? I started thinking about my mum and dad and wondered where they were and what they were doing. I hoped they were alright... God I missed them. I heard something move outside and decided it would be best if I grabbed food and water and got back into the basement. Before I could move the front door swung open and 4 Japanese soldiers marched through. I tried to hide before they seen me but it was too late. They had spotted me. They marched over chucked a black bag over my head and picked me up. I had no idea where we went after that.

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