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suggest they hire a mini-shuttle bus for transportation, the distance between the

ortly.” One of the two men said, specifically the one w

nod, they both stared at me for a while in relucta

st of the house I was sure, I busied myself thinking about the cute dan

h me today. I closed my eyes to regain some control when I felt his presence,

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forgiveness, I stared at him with utter disgust. My insid

he staring contest I was having with my father

on spoke once more, his voice holding something t

th irritation dripping off my words, I hate

o rethink, maybe I should have just kept quiet. What

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winkling with mischief as he stared down at me,

mouth, only realizing it had fa

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here?” I asked, clearing my thr

can explain it, I'm sure h

d far older than his age. He looked up and when h

for me and my junior brother, pushing me into a life of hardship and poverty so young. I have been working ever since then and although I never

class for this,” I said, hoping whatever would come out

s and sweat pouring down fr

ed, yet he was sweating so

not goo

looked away, I hated when he cried, it made

stake from the past. I should not have done it, I should not have listened to Andrew, I

just stop crying and calm down

need but Andrew was impatient, he said he needed money as fast as possible. We had no way to get that amount of money so he suggested we rob

ew it was enough, but he was too greedy. After he had packed and we were leaving, the alarm went off and Andrew managed to escape, I was caught and held captive. They put me in an underground dungeo

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for a year,” he said with a s