Sunday, February 8, 2009

Prologue:

4 years ago:




I was ten. My mom had just left my room after tucking me in saying, “have a nice night Alex”. I had my eyes open thinking about the math test I was having tomorrow. I looked at my younger brother, William. He was nine. He had been asleep for a few decades it seemed. I sighed and rolled over. I heard a loud bang and my mom cry, “don’t take them please, please!!!” I heard scrambling and then a man said to my father “put the gun down Mr. Clark and we promise we won’t hurt your wife and you. We just want children. And if you want…you can see them. That is if they behave. Or we’ll have to go to extreme measures. Comprend?” I was terrified. They came in and grabbed us and took us away. In have never seen my parents after that.

They took us to a big warehouse. In that warehouse they keep children and rent them to criminals to help steal money.

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