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She looked at me. I know why mama loves you more than me. She leaned over "youre magic" She smiled as she whispered.
He yelled at my mother. "she says she can tell me the truth. But what do I get? Lies!" he
She took me into the tent. I felt warm as i sat in front of the fire.
I am running. A blur is in front of me. screaming behind me. I was not scared.
People screamed at me. Closing in on me. I cried. Then I stopped. "the only thing good from crying is more hate" Said mama's voice.
"NO! YOU EVIL GYPSY YOU SCUM BAG! YOUR A KILLER OF CHRIST" Mama fell. She didn't get up.
She held me with great firm care. I watched her as she told me what was happening. She was wrong.
"Someday", I told him. "You will be dead for what you have done". He was angry. I had told him the truth.
people looked at me and saw a witch. I wanted to scream. "I am not evil". But I was not holy.
I didn't know what was going to happen. Mama said I could see anything. But I couldn't see what would be inside that train. I was frightened.
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