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Submitted to Contest #8
We were left behind. Tragic, I might say, but we were abandoned. Something that should only happen in fictional stories that end with happy hugs, smiles, and gratuity to the Lord, but no. In a way, my life had become a fictional tale, told to little children in their quilted beds, rosy cheeked, pajamas on, minty breath, a faint golden light coming from their night lamp to provide light for the story. But no, we were truly abandoned. Perhaps I should start from the start. October 26, the day that we had left our small town, Aylesbury, for ...
Chapter 1How to become a rich man after being stuck in prison for seven long, excruciating years. As Peter blankly sat on his bed inside of his incommodious five-foot-by-five-foot maximum security jail cell, complete with sparking electric fences and menacing guards surrounding the whole cell, he began to throw random objects at the electric fence, watching them slowly burst into miniscule flames and leave trails of smoke until finally fizzling out. Out of boredom and an act of defiance against the orders of guards and the king, ...
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