The arrow in the thorns
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CHAPTER 1 The thorn
I was just six when it happened the germans attacked my country and home they took everything killed everyone.I was the only one that survived I wouldn't be here today if it wasn't for him he had no name he was boar and I loved him after the attack he went missing I searched for him for days but no luck no hope. I gave up I was alone no family no friends I lived alone for 10 years all the same I thought it was just a dream that I could wake up and forget but you cant run from your fears. I'm now sixteen still alone today I travel to london there I will meet people "people I haven't seen people for 10 years" I'v lived with animals all my life still searching for him the boar boy but I have to except he is dead and will never come back. The reason I'm traveling to london is for revenge the germans took my family I will tack the president's life for what he did. "help" "help" I hear someone call I run towards them thinking it was
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