Outbreak
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*THIS STORY IS COMPLETELY FICTIONAL. However, this is based off of the Ebola crisis in Liberia. Real West African names are used to make this as authentic as possible. I have done lots of research on the Ebola crisis. Thank you for reading this.*
My name is Arway Ekwensi. I am 16 years old. I live in Monrovia, a large city in Liberia. It may seem like my life is going well, but you have never been so wrong. As you may already know, Ebola has hit our country, and many others, very hard. So far, there is no cure. I hope to not only survive, but to live.
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