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Lost and Forgotten (Legends of Tomorrow) [UNDER EDITING]
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Lost, I stood. I don't know where I am, or more specifically.........when. The only thing I know about myself is my age. I am 12 years, 2 months, 17 days, 6 minutes, and 34 seconds. All my mind thinks is time. All I remember are the names Time Masters and Vandal Savage. Yesterday I was in 1998, and now I am in 1871. Lost, is all I could think. I can't remember any family, or if my family is even alive. Or how I traveled back almost 100 years. All I know is that I am scared. When I see a raised hand I flinch, or when someone towers over me I cower back. I am short and skinny like I have been starved. I have cuts and bruises on my body. Help. Someone. I pray someone hears my cries. I want to be saved. I want to be remembered. I want to be found. Can someone answer me? I beg for mercy on my lost soul. Please, can someone please help me? Please.
Will they help him find himself? Will he remember?
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(Warning: Involves Spanking, Adult Content, and Explicit language)
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