A few month, he's running that boy is running I don't blame him run escape he will be happy, he will escape I'm trapped I can't escape I can't run now more then ever I used to have wings they clipped it gasping for breath just breathe, breathe...
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The Giver - Ann's view
Short StoryAnn is a made up person that I put in the giver story the giver do not belong to me but the person Ann belong to me
