2: Held Slaved

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I wake to the sound of glass shattering; and voices echoing.  " Hello " i yelped like a frightened puppy-My feet reach the floor, heels pressed in. I cannot stand being confined. "Whose talking?"Someone stated. Maybe a villion. Why am i a slave?

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