Time To Think

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Days, weeks and months went by. They fed me well. I always got breakfast, lunch and dinner, even if it was small amounts. They kept me hydrated; water was given with all meals. I never saw anyone that I knew. Being locked up, well it gave me a lot of time to think about what had happened since the fighting started. One day I started checking the door hoping; praying it was unlocked, but they always made sure they locked it before leaving.

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