Finding home
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Last published Fri, Apr 19, 2013
Mark is in the European forests. He has no idea where to go to find home. Once he is kidnapped, he will do anything to get back safe for his wife, Janet and his daughters, Sam and shayla. But how long can he last with just a backpack?
Based on a school assignment
(ORIGINAL)
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