Amanda
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I ran for my life Even though I knew I could not survive It was me or him I chose to die The air was cold and damp They where looking for me Searching every street House from house Three form three They will find me I sat in a corner shaking from fear I had to save him It was not all about me I had two people to care about him and the baby....
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This story was written when I was 12 and apparently did not know what a comma was. I decided to leave it up because it was my first story, read at your own risk. Today was a normal day or as normal a day in hiding could get. I was running from Brown Ridge because their greatest weapon has turned against them, me. WARNING: I wrote this story when I was thirteen. It is completely unedited so read at your own risk. Also, some touchy subjects mentioned. Working on editing now.

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