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I never thought it would come to this. I was waiting for a sign, a letter, a word, anything. But nothing ever came. It was then I decided to leave. It was then that the bombs came. Massey was a 14 year old, Saskatchewan raised, Métis girl. One day, when she was 12, she went hunting. When she came back, everything was gone. There was no evidence her home had ever been there. Her parents told her they may leave, and that they would send something, so she waited. The United States Army had started advancing to gain the Great Lakes for 3 years, slowly moving northwest. Now, they were at Winnepeg, moving hard west. Massey thought it was all over. She fled.
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