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At the time, I interred my home: keys still working- I said within myself. It’s still the same but my mom was -now ill, too ill. I walked into the room she was displayed in. ‘’Preston bunny come in’’ she said calmly not surprised to see me. ‘’I’d prefer to be called Alex’’ strictly I hit yet swallowing hardly. Suddenly, mom looked at me one heck of a scary look. She grabbed my arm ’’you found the letter, didn’t you?’’ ‘’and you killed a man’’ I ragged off. When I said that she slapped me! I was in a shock. Oh my God!!! ‘’I didn’t, and…didn’t it come to your mind that you needed to be taken away?!’’ she said innocently and heartbroken. ‘’Why did you take me away from my family? ‘’ ‘’they didn’t disserve you’’ She said weekly as she coughed trying to hide a fact, but with hostility. Will Alex ever forgive his family? will people he loves ever stop ling to him? will he forever keep saying :''. I always craved for the truth beyond the lies. I always craved for a better life. I craved for best, and ‘crave’ is all I might just get. ''?
Part 1
