"No" said Skipper, "why would that help?" He crumpled the paper. "Wait!" He said.
"What?!" asked Private.
"I know what happend!"

Abigail's past 1st person
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I could hardly see through the tears. "Skipper!" I cried, pulling away from my mother. I ran after Skipper and my unfaimiliar father. I knew I could save my younger brother. After all dad wanted both of us. Our parents had divorced right after Skipper was born. Our mom got both of us and ever since then our dad wanted one of us.

It's my bedtime now I'll write more later.