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She was not there for charity. She needed help, but she was willing to work for it. She wanted to prove her bastard father wrong and make it in the world. But she did not forsee what she would have to become fornthat to work
He deserved to die for his crimes the state had decided. For that he would die by hanging.
He was entitled to a fair trial with a jury of his peers. But the the prosecution had other ideas for David.
The radius of the planet was much bigger than expected by the scientist. He was astonished at how big it was.
The one time he allowed his son to walk to school by himself, was the worse day of his life
He was gazing off into the horizon, remembering of better times in his life. When suddenly he was jolted out of the memories by a loud bang.
She calmly sat in the chair smoking the last cigeratte, as she watched him flail around on the floor dying
He would venture to guess she did not know what it was like to be poor. He would show her what it was like
He sought her out. She was the one, the one who would complete him. Now all he had to do was convince her.
They huddled together in the corner of the darkened house. They were scared.
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