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Article by Firewriter posted 8 days ago
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The sound of being in a car came to me softly at first, then we made a turn, making my head move to the side. The car became more real, the uncomfortable seats became more real, the expression on my father's face while driving was the worst reality. That sudden middle-gut singe of anxiety and pain hit me as if I just went down a roller-coaster. I looked out the window to my side of the seat and another feeling came over me, I knew this road, I knew these trees and the way the sun shone through them. I was back, somewhere that I didn't want to be. I knew that we were back in America.

We continued to drive straight down the road, the 30 foot trees flew past my window as we moved. I kept my eyes on the bare parts of the trees, imagining how fast I could run through them.

" Grandpa should be happy to see you." His tone didn't sound too happy.

" I thought he hated me as much as you did." I left him with that. He shot a glance at the back of my head, I could see in the reflection of my window; a mix of concern and surprise. I felt like a child talking back to their parent, but I knew that he couldn't smack me across the face. He turned his...
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"Espresso or Mocha?" Aaron asked as he was standing at open cabinet doors that hung from the ceiling above the counter. He looked under the cabinets at me, waiting for an answer. I was sitting with my feet propped up on the couch in the living room. I was out of my gear and in some comfortable clothes.

" Ummm." I thought for a moment and looked around as I contemplated.

" Mocha, I guess." I answered looking at the coffee table sitting next to the couch. Aaron chuckled through his breath. I scowled at him.

" What's so funny?"I asked with my arms crossed. He looked back into the cabinets.

" Usually you're certain about everything you do. I never thought I would hear those words come out of your mouth." He chuckled again as he grabbed a small, cardboard box out of the cabinet.

" Are you implying that i'm stubborn or something?" I interrogated him sternly. He chuckled even harder, then turned around to the back counter.
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Article by Firewriter posted 8 days ago
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The van revved up the hill and caused the engine to whine in some way familiar to me. My arm hurt like hell and my heart was beating so hard, I started to get frustrated with the rope around my hands and the bag on my head. I was getting light headed to the point of becoming loopy.

" Let me go you bastards let me-"

" There's no need for that kind of language, Prizmarine. I'm here now, it's fine." The bag was pulled off of my head, flinging my ponytail into my face. I was breathing hard from fright, it was dark in the back of the van, the front window, which was inaccessible because of the divider, only allowed the light in from the passing street lamps.

" England, wow. Hell of a trip to find you." I couldn't see his face. That voice, the tone, it sparked memory. Wait a minute-

" Now what was the reason to put us in this trouble ,Priz?" A light switched on, I flinched. There they were, those ice-cold, deep-sea, blue eyes that held secrets of their own. He was slouched against the wall of the van, arms crossed, which emphasized his muscles even more.
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Sprinting down the street , breathing hard enough to make my lungs burst, my feet padded against the wet, asphalt. My breath clouded behind me; frigid cold air sliced past me. All I could think about was how close could they be now, where could I hide, would they find me and what would they do to me, where the hell was Aaron?

I halted onto the side walk facing an alley way , the walls dripped from icicles. The light at the end showed a way for me to go, but I had no time to think when screeching tires echoed down the street from the turnoff that I took. I took a second look at the alley and just booked it down the ramp. I almost ate some major shit when the bricked ground gave way to some ice. The van revved past the alley way but the immediate halt burned rubber and pulled the van back to the alley. Three or four men hopped out of the black van all wearing black wear or ski masks, and carrying sub machine guns and smaller hand guns strapped to their thighs. They had been ordering each other around in a different language.
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Article by Firewriter posted 8 days ago
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This is just a basic summary for a book I hope to work on soon. Although tragic, a real symbol of love.

Kacie Voorhiest is a seventeen-year-old Junior who can't wait to get out of Willowpeaks High School. Ever since she was little, Kacie has had a passion to play the guitar and hopes to make it a profession some day.
Meeting Jason Trey; a young, talented, singer-songwriter changed her life and boosted her dreams to cloud nine. Until the hospital... and that was when Jason kept his promise of giving her his heart...
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Opinion by Firewriter posted 10 days ago
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"Aaand cut!" The producer said. I sighed and stepped off the set, walking towards the back door. "Semira, you did good. Are you sure this is the only film you want to produce?" I smiled sadly at the producer's question.

"Thank you, but I am sure. I will be going back home to Europe with my husband in the morning." I said.

"It's a shame, though. You played the part of Inali so well, I actually had a hard time remembering it was just a film." I smiled at his praise and turned to the man waiting for me at the back.

"Believe me, you have absolutely no idea. " I said as the man came over, shaking the producer's hand after giving me a kiss.

"Thank you for all this." He said. I began to walk slowly away towards the door.

"Donovan, let's hurry. " I called, taking a glimpse at the producer's face as he heard what I just said and wondering if it was just a coincidence. I smiled and took Donovan's hand as he hurried over and held the door open for me. "How was Walter?" I asked. Donovan gave a smile.
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Opinion by Firewriter posted 10 days ago
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***FIVE YEARS LATER***

Antonio:

Laura and I practically had to sneak Donovan and Inali out of the castle with how heavily guarded it was. Not to mention, there was almost every member of the Kingdom's leadership board that was merely refusing to allow the King and Queen to leave. As much as I can enjoy kids, it was rather difficult to try and 'kidnap' the royals with a whining five-year-old. I now understand why Inali had second thoughts about raising their son in the palace. But I have to admit, they made some great parents. Once we were safely out of sight of the towering castle walls, I punched Donovan heavily on his shoulder.

"Ow." He grunted.

"That was for not telling me that you got my sister pregnant. " I said almost too coldly. Inali picked up her son and sighed at us.

"Antonio, you've punched him for the same reason every time you've seen him in the past five years." She said. I shrugged my shoulders.
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Opinion by Firewriter posted 10 days ago
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I woke up running to the bathroom again and Donovan was by my side instantly. After I cleaned my mouth out, I looked at him through the mirror. He seemed worried.

"Are you sure that you aren't sick?" He asked. I gave him a tired smile and turned to look at him. His eyes never left me. "Cuz you keep waking up like this in the middle of the night at least a few times a week. It really has me worried." I placed my hands on his chest and sighed.

"I promise you I am perfectly fine. All of this will pass in eight months." I told him, kissing him quickly and walking back over to his bed.

"I have the feeling they will be the longest eight months of my life." He muttered, coming to lay back down next to me. I smiled and closed my eyes to get some sleep. There was a prodding at my shoulder and I sat up abruptly. "You really need to start taking it easy. " Donovan whispered, massaging my shoulders. I sighed.

"If you keep doing that, I may fall back asleep. " I said. He stopped and kissed my cheek before climbing off the bed and pulling his shirt on. I got fully dressed and took my bow and quiver in my hands.
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It was cutting close to the end of winter break and we were all standing around the room that Inali was staying in as Mr. Walner checked her to be completely sure she was in good enough of a position to be back on her feet permanently. I thanked him again as he left the room and turned back to my half sister that sat up in her temporary bed. We may be half siblings, but when she got back, we didn't exactly make the wisest decisions. But after that, we agreed we would move past it all and just be siblings. Although it was kind of difficult for both of us, I had to admit that much.

"I'm glad you're back Inali. " Laura said for the two hundred and fifty-eighth time in the past seventy-nine days. Inali replied the same way that she has each time with a small smile and squeezed Laura's hand. "Dinner is in an hour, so if you're up for it, I put some clothes in the closet for you." Inali gave her another smile and a quick nod, watching her leave with Antonio that looked at me skeptically. Ever since we found out that he, Inali, and I were related and he saw us kiss the first day she got back, he has had his superstitions for whenever Inali and I were alone. He was right to...
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Opinion by Firewriter posted 10 days ago
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"Well, I trust you all had a good chat. " Migizi said in a light mood. She was going to enjoy this, wasn't she? We all glared at her as she looked at us each in turn. Turning to the broken woman in the room across from Laura, she stepped a bit closer. "Well, do you want to tell them what's going to happen Vorom?" Migizi asked her.

"That's not my name!" She screamed ferociously, lashing forward. Her chains rattled and Donovan and I exchanged a glance. Her voice was rough and unrecognizable. Her hair moved swiftly with her struggle to try and get to Migizi, displaying her face for only a brief moment. It was dirty and bruised. Her blue eyes so bright in contrast to the darkness in the room and her eyes red from blood and the lack of sleep. That was not Inali... It couldn't be.

"So you have said. " Migizi replied cooly. Well, if you aren't going to tell your friends, oh. Let me rephrase. Your brothers and friend, let's let them find out for themselves. Shall we?" A deep, menacing growl came from Inali's throat, surprising all of us. Migizi nodded towards the door behind me and it opened. A man came in with a bag too small for torturing tools. I had seen...
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Opinion by Firewriter posted 10 days ago
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An hour before daylight, Laura woke up and we stomped out the remaining embers of our fire. Packing up the few things we got out last night, we left our spot and continued on our journey. The storm died down some more the further we got from the Kameer Aksa village so we managed to pick up the pace.

"Where exactly are we going?!" Laura yelled over the wind that flew passed us as we galloped. I looked back ever so slightly.

"I guess we'll find out!" I hollered back. An unsure look crossed her eyes but was gone just as quickly as it came. Donovan slowed next to a single tree among the whiteness of the plain and Laura and I did the same. "Everything alright?" I asked. Donovan yanked something out of the bark of the tree and held it out for us to see. A black and red arrow.

"These are just like the ones that Inali used when she was dressed as Vorom. " Donovan told us, looking around the open space that surrounded us like an ocean.

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Opinion by Firewriter posted 10 days ago
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When I woke up, Laura was standing near the bed with her back to me as she pulled her shirt over her head. I reached my hand up and slowly ran a finger along the scar that went diagonally across her lower back. When she was covered, she turned back around to face me sat on the edge of the bed, swatting my hair lazily.

"C'mon sleepy. You need to get dressed." She said. I groaned tiredly and quickly tugged her down onto the bed, wrapping my arms around her to keep her from moving away. She placed her hands on my chest and tried to push but failed. "Antonio, let go." She struggled.

"Nah. I'm actually pretty comfortable right here. " I said playfully. Laura let out a huff of air and I waited until she stopped struggling to give her a long kiss.

"You know, I actually would kick your ass, but am only showing restraint because you're injured." She said. I raised an eyebrow.

"Who's fault is that?" I asked. She lowered her head and I just took into consideration how much guilt she held for it. "Hey," I said, lifting her chin with a finger. "It wasn't yours. " I said, searching her eyes. She stared steadily back.
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Opinion by Firewriter posted 10 days ago
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Antonio:

I had managed to fall asleep after Krasivaya brought me some water and herbs for the pain. I woke up with a stinging sensation coming from my left rib and I groaned, opening my eyes to see Alexandra sitting there, looking at me. Again. I attempted to sit up, leaning back against the headboard. Alexandra dipped a rag into a wooden bowl that sat in her lap. Ringing it out, she placed it on my left rib and I breathed in deeply. She looked at me again.

"What are you doing?" I grunted.

"Keeping your wounds clean." She replied. "Krasivaya went to bed a few hours ago." I nodded and sucked up air in between my clenched teeth as she raised the rag to my side again.

"What is that stuff?" I asked. She chuckled as I clenched the sheets tightly in my fist.

"Yarrow, White willow bark, and rubbing alcohol." She said, dipping the rag back into the bowl.

"No wonder it hurts. " I grumbled as she applied it again to the cut.
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Opinion by Firewriter posted 10 days ago
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Once my eyes were open, all I saw was a pale light and felt a strong heat coursing all along my body. I would have sworn I had died if I didn't see the entrance to the cave and the fire a few feet away. I attempted to sit up but groaned in pain and slumped back down. Someone was at my side in seconds, holding a cold cloth to my forehead.

"Don't move." A soft and very familiar voice said. So, I did the opposite. Scrunching up my face from the pain, I sat up straight, and slowly, moved into a crouch. Then, I stood straight. She stood up slowly next to me. "You have a fever."

"Yeah? Whose fault is that?" I asked, moving towards the direction I was sure was the extra room where I was tortured. I have to be pretty numb to still be able to walk. Even with using the wall for support. The ground in there was glistening red as I made my way over to look at the place.

"It's yours, Antonio." She stated. "If you didn't lie so much, that might not have happened."
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After managing to convince Laura and Antonio that Megedagik was Inali, as frustrating as it sounded, Antonio checked on the calculations he's apparently been working on since he 'randomly' got coordinates to an unmarked area which led us straight to where we were staying. So, Antonio believes that she was trying to tell us where she was. But if she was, then she wouldn't have told me to stop looking. Not that I was looking for her exactly. I couldn't stop apologizing to Itahu and Manipi for the trouble and for the fact we had to leave. Itahu told us that she was expecting something like this to happen and that she was sorry for not telling us sooner who she really was. I didn't blame her, though. With as intimidating as Inali has become, of course she would do as Inali asked. Once we all had our things packed and we walked into the living room, Itahu handed me a large bundle.

"Take this, please. It should last the three of you a few days until you reach a village some miles from here. I wish you good luck." I took it gratefully and handed it to Laura to put in her bag. Manipi led them to the stable as Itahu took my hands. "Please understand that some things can...
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"Antonio!" Donovan yelled over the howling wind. I looked over and he pointed to a small wooden shape off in the distance. I turned my horse in the direction, following him and Laura. We had been traveling for two days, and above all times, now the blizzard decides to pick up.

We stopped in front of a small wooden cottage in the middle of the icy bliss. As soon as we hopped off our horses, the door swung open and an older looking, native woman there, pulling a thick fur coat over her, she said a few words to Donovan, which I hadn't heard and led us around to the back where there was a stable without any stalls. Three horses were already in there, and we added ours to them. As the woman closed the tall doors again, she led us back around to the front of the house and brought us inside. The house was bigger than I thought. Everything was wooden except for things such as rugs, lamps, cushions and some other household appliances. A fire was going in the stove and candles were lit all around the house.
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As soon as we walked out of the electronic room, Antonio rushed to his guest room. I hoped he could remember the way, considering how big the Estate was. I looked over to Laura as she watching him run off.

"You seem worried about him. " I observed. She looked at me with big, genuine eyes.

"I am. Ever since I found out he could fight, all I can do is worry about him." She said. I patted her shoulder a few times.

"Don't worry. Antonio will be Antonio. He has a side to him that none of us knew until now. Not to mention, he is a guy. He'll be adventurous no matter what. That's just something you can't change." She nodded in response.

"I'm just going to make sure he's okay." She said, and quickly walked down the hall in the direction that Antonio disappeared.

Antonio:

There was a light knock on the door as I sat, looming over my map with a pen in my mouth, trying to figure things out.

"Antonio?" A voice asked before I heard the door click shut behind them. I wrote a few more calculations in my journal before sticking the pen back in my mouth and moving the protractor and little...
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Laura:

Antonio wasn't next to me when I woke up. When I looked around, I noticed he wasn't even in the room. Opening the curtain briefly, I noticed the sun just beginning to rise. Breakfast wouldn't be ready for another few hours. Was he with the horses? Maybe he found something to help them. I gazed out towards the stable, but the door was shut and still locked from what I could see. Although the guard was not out there. Something was wrong. I ran out the room and began to knock on Donovan's door. Slowly at first, but then more frantically. He opened it, looking like he just woke up.

"Is Antonio with you?" I quickly asked. He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Um, no. Why?"

"He wasn't with me when I woke up. " I said, realizing how weird that sounded. Donovan furrowed his eyebrows at me. "I couldn't sleep. " I said shortly, leaving that as the only explanation I would give. I just then noticed that his hair was buzzed. "And, what happened to your hair?" I asked. He shrugged.
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The whole night I thought about what Donovan had said about how awkward things will end up becoming easier. How much I longed for that to happen... As my mind drifted between wakefulness and my sleepful state, there was a squeak and then a full force hit as someone barrelled into me. Out of instinct, I jolted awake and rolled over to land on top the person, pinning them under me to prevent any possibility that they were trying to hurt me. As my sleepy vision cleared, I saw that I was glaring down at Laura. Well, this was awkward. My eyes went wide with shock, although I somehow couldn't bring myself to move.

Laura was giggling from her spot under me until her eyes drifted across my bare torso. A single clap sounded from where the door was, but neither of us attempted to move.

"Guys, breakfast. " Donovan said, clapping again.

"Just a moment Donovan. " Laura said, although her voice was hushed. Listening to Donovan's advice, I moved my face slowly closer to her's, pushing aside as much of the anxiety as I could. My skin buzzed and my nose felt numb at the tip. Laura's eyes slowly began to close and soon, our lips met. Soft at first, and...
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Donovan:

Antonio's words hit a sour spot in my chest. And as much as I hated it, I had to admit that he was right. I sat there in my room on the bed that I once held the love of my life. But as much as Antonio says I shouldn't, I couldn't help but blame myself. If only I didn't cast her out. If only I tried to convince her to stay. If only, if only. He was also right in the fact that I couldn't deal with grief properly. When my parents were killed, I devoted my life out in the field to kill anyone in hopes that they were my parents' murderer. Only then, I found out that the killer had been lying next to me all along. Then when I found out that Inali was Vorom, who was my parent's killer, I cast her aside, not even caring anymore. And when Mel died, I stopped eating. Then when I found out Inali really had died, I turned to the bottle. What was so wrong with me that I couldn't even handle something that's become so normal in my life?

I stared at the bottle that sat on my dresser, almost empty. I have to break this cycle. What would Inali want? What would Inali want? That question repeated itself over and over in my head. What would Inali want? Sighing...
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I was sitting on the bench near my old room door again, sucking in the cold morning air and watching the snow fall onto the cobblestone ground of the clearing as I cleaned the last few reins that I left yesterday. The few students who didn't leave for the winter break were all sitting at breakfast. Donovan was still asleep, and I sat here alone in the cold. Usually, Laura would be sitting next to me, trying to play as a distraction. But she wasn't. I looked at my black gloved hands. It looked so different from the old worn brown ones I used to wear every winter.

"Antonio." A deep voice said. I looked up to find a guard standing there with a girl that was about my age with straight dirty blonde hair that fell around her shoulders. She wore deep blue jeans and a thick brown leather jacket which matched the parts of her boots that I could see. She watched me with big hazel eyes as she stood there silently behind the guard.

"Yes?" I asked, putting down the reins and rag that I was holding.
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I sat there in front of my furnace in my jeans and sweater, contemplating what Donovan had said. "Not everything stays hidden for long..." What did he mean by that? That he was going to try and find out all of my secrets? Hate to break it to him, but it's easier for me to keep things in than he may think.

I was just about to climb up into my warm bed when there was a strong knock on my door. Donovan probably. At the thought of him, the bruise forming on the left side of my eye began to throb. I went to open the door to find our Head Assistant Principle standing there with a guard. He was an older looking man with short white hair and round glasses sitting on the edge of his nose, making his dark gray eyes appear bigger than normal. But everyone knows that he is more trained than he may appear.

"Sir. " I said respectfully. Anxiety began to rise in my stomach and it felt like every one of my visible bruises and scars were showing more than ever. I'm sure he had plenty of questions.
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I was crouching in front of our fire when I just somehow knew that someone was behind me. And not for an entirely good cause. Quickly spinning around, I had one foot extended and managed to knock one of their feet out, setting them off balance. There was a kick that went to my thigh and I grunted loudly in pain since my muscles were still recuperating from the stab wound I got at the Blackstrike League when we went to rescue Inali. I quickly stood up and had my hands in prayer position in front of my chest when two hands came to grab my shoulders and I easily knocked their arms out to the sides before grabbing them, tossing them over my shoulder, receiving a worthy kick to the ribs which got me on my knees, but the person and I were pinned back to back before they flipped over my head and kicked my feet out from under me. I seized their ankles and pulled them back until they landed on the cold ground next to me and I instantly rolled over with one shin splayed across their thighs, a hand holding theirs above their head, and another with my switchblade across their neck. A surprised pair of big gray eyes stared back at me.
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Antonio:

"What are these?" I asked Donovan as my hand traced over the top of one of the rocks.

"Graves." He answered.

"Well I know that, but I mean, why did you bring me here?" I asked.

"Because your sister brought me here." He replied. His eyes never left the rock nearest me, with the purple lavender. It symbolized rest. I remembered reading about that in one of the many books Laura has me reading. Everything has a meaning behind it.

"What- what do you mean? Inali brought you here, why?" Curiosity was building up in me, but I wasn't even sure if I wanted to know the answer. Donovan reached out to point at the tallest, farthest stone from me.

"Inali told me she carved that one out for your father." I opened my mouth to say something, but I didn't know what to say, so I shut it. Donovan pointed to the second one, next to the one he said was my dad's. "After the news of your father's death in his mission, Inali walked into your mother's room to find her laying on her bed in her wedding dress and your father's pistol in her hand with blood covering the side of her face." Donovan told me. The lump...
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"Donovan." Someone called my name again, but it was a different voice in my mind. The one that I will never hear again. Part of me was glad for that, but it echoed in my head every time my name was called. "No Donovan. It's mine." She had said when I pointed out that the particular sword she pulled out was for the world famous, lone assassin Vorom's. It was the last time I had ever heard her say my name. When she was giving me hints on who she really was that she had kept secret from me for God only knows how long. We had only been back together not even a month when I lost her all over again. My thoughts were still stuck back in time. That time. Where we were at the Blackstrike League, going to rescue Inali, my girlfriend which was kidnapped. Only to have my little sister killed and find out the love of my life is the killer of my parents...

"Donovan." My name was called again and I snapped out of my stupor, looking up at Laura who was staring at me with a worried expression on her face despite the fact that she was only fourteen. "You haven't eaten a single bite." She said softly, looking at my full plate.
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