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y head directing me on which part to go. I close my eyes and blurry visions appeared, I could hear their voices coming closer. The child shivered in the cold even though we both wore a raincoat.
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the rain had subsided as it was trickling slowly and thanks to this trunk which was a shield to us.
could I hear a sound clearly? When we got out, I picked the child up and wrapped him with my arms, and he rested his head on my shoulder. I have already assured his safety and had to fulfill that. As l was about to take a step, I felt someone touch me on my shoulder and when I turned to look, it was him pointing a gun at my forehead. I couldn't move as tears suddenly gushed out of my eyes. My heart pounced fast not for the child but something else. I stepped backward, and he threatened to shot me, it was so quick, where they waiting for us to get back. He cracked the gun and gave a wry smile, I stared at him with disbelief and hurt in my chest, that smile rekindled memories.
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