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Post by Starr on Apr 29, 2009 19:58:31 GMT -5
Annabell hugged her daughter, Claira, closer to her chest as she waited. She was waiting in the long line to recieve the food intended for palace workers. She looked at the croud of women and children. They all belonged here. They all earned this food. She had done nothing. I shouldn't be here. She thought over and over. It seemed as though this were their only option though. She and her daughter were starving.
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