Chapter 1

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When I woke up, my head started hurting. The past few weeks had been shaky. A group of people had taken me away from my family; my mother, my brother and my sister.
I scanned around the area. It was pitch black and crowed with boxes in here. "Oh, this is just the back of the truck" I whispered to myself. A few seconds later the vision had came back. My father was executed publicly. It was a horrible sight. Warm droplets started coming out from my eyes. Why did this happen I thought to myself, why?
My father had died 5 months ago and ever since that, I had these really weird visions appearing my mind. I missed him dearly and I touched my pocket but something was weird. My stuffed mini tiger wasn't in there. Father had given it to me as a birthday present and now it was gone. Grrrr! How I hate those annoying people.
All I want is for me to go back home. But this happened a few weeks ago.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 29, 2014 ⏰

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