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            As the wind is againts my face it feels like water dripping down my cheek from the tears of fears . i heared the crackle of the fire, and the stomping pursuit of my killers .What had i done. Really i was clueless. I was clueless of my face of fear. Why am i being chased is it because im different ? as i ran and i got faster i heared a crack and still i ran faster. soon i was no longer on my two legs but four.long, furry, boney legs. I looked up and fear masking my killers faces. My killers had the face of fear instead of me. I tried speaking in stead a a growl my mouth. I'm not afraid anymore. I'm stronger i'm bigger and your deaded.

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