Chapter 7

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Dream

I was tied on the Statue Of Liberty. My wings were cut off, and my flock was dead below me. I scream bloody murder.
I see a huge dark cloud in the distance coming towards me.
I try to break lose, but the rope is too strong for me to budge through.
I look up to see my own father had stapped me in the chest. Blood slowly comes gushing from my mouth.
"You let your flock die. What a leader," he continues," but now I should kill you. Take your DNA, and make me unstoppable", he shoves the knife deeper in me.

I wake up screaming, and realize my flock was staring at me.

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