Part 3

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He got up
and unlocked the door and left. This left me confused, I thought to myself "Why is this man
being nice to me." After the food I started to feel sick I don’t know what caused it. I fell
asleep next thing I know is that the young man had come in. He brings some water in and he
see that I am unwell and leaves the room and calls his father on the phone I heard arguing.
He enters with a few packs of medication and offers me some, I take two I thank him. The
man asks if I feel any better I nod. I became interested to find out more about the man so I
asked him what his name was. "Corbyn is my name" he replied. I smiled at him I said "that is
a beautiful name don’t you want to know my name" he shook his head "My father said not
to get to know you but if you want to tell me go ahead" I replied "My name is Sydney" he
looked at me with a smile saying "That’s a beautiful but unusual name!" he got up and left
locked the door behind him. “Wow is the boy really a bad person?"

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