My Father's Dagger

My Father's Dagger

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I walk into my room and open my dresser drawer, sitting on top of my clothes was my dads dagger, the one he had with him where ever he went. I pick it up, a piece of paper is tied to the hilt. I untie the paper and read my dad's hurried handwriting, ''Willow they have found me And they will find Autumn And you unless you retrace Your steps you ran for years Look into your past and Remember. You are the key.'' -Love your father My hands are shaking so hard and I can't make them stop.
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