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... ew weeks earlier and I didn't know what to do. She had been my only family. So, I just lived. Day to day. In our hut. Our ridiculously dilapidated hut with a thatch roof that needed patching, and a bed that smelled like death. But it and the items within it were all I had left.
If not for a kind neighbor who brought me his leftovers every morning, I would have starved. Still, it wasn't enough. I was alone, and tired and depressed. What was the point of living even? Maybe I could find the ...
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