The rain came down like hail between the abandened homes and factorys as a young girl of sixteen ran from the place she had called nyumbani for two in a half years. She tripped once zaidi this time slidding five feet across the pavement street. She couldn't breath for a long sekunde and then looking down she saw flashes of the night all the suffering and pitty began. Her face was burnning from the heat of the fire, her father hugging her before she was flung out the window. «STOP!» Her soft sweet voice speaking out loud caused her to jump with suprise. Looking back down now she only saw her long...
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