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The Wrong Mind-Short Story

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Ava's mom pulled out a knife to hand to Ava and continued,"do this for you and your brother. I'll see you again my child, I love you." Ava's hands felt cold from the blade of the knife in her hands. 

A nation is in trouble, but in order to fix this they have to step out of their boundaries. 
(The first paragraph explains it lol sorry)Tous Droits Réservés

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The Wrong Mind -Short story
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