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Please. What a useless, pathetic word. What good had it actually ever done for anyone? I turned to the poor girl on her knees at his feet. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't bring myself to it. Everyone was trying to hide their terrified faces. Some were staring, and others, trying not to cry. She pleaded for her life as her looked at her in disgust, "Please, Please! Just let me go!" I wanted to help her. I wanted to scream at her to shut up at the same time. Maybe that would've spared her life, but nothing I could do would save her. Our heads turned as the man in black called several of the others from his squad to the room, to take her away, kicking and screaming. "Anyone else?" He stared down the rows of us all lined up. No one breathed a word. The man turned his face to the doors that had just shut, blocking the younger girl's screams, and shook his head. "Stupid girl." He muttered. I felt a tear roll down my cheek, and looked down. Stupid girl, indeed.
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