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Life Has Its Ups And Downs
This was the thirteenth village that I had stayed in since the split. Yet here I was running for my life.
I was hoping to get back to my home, just to look through the window to make sure that they were still there, not knowing that the people that had been with me for 9 years (half of my miserable, lonely life) would be so heartless as to try to turn me into the guards.
My heart shatters with each step I take further away from my family. Ducking into an alley, tears streaming down my cheeks, I realize that they, the only people in the world that I thought might still love me, don’t.
“Get Lilyanna,” they yell to each other as they pass my hiding spot. The smell of excrement and rotten food fill my nose, the noxious gasses have no affect on me for I feel nothing.
A few minutes later I emerge from my hiding place, long golden blonde hair and pale face covered by the long, black hooded robe that I wear. Wandering down the rough cobblestone street staring at the white paint falling off the buildings in strips, attempting not to draw attention to myself as I plan how to slip out of the city for the last time. The tears still streaming like rivers down my face.
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