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Christian leaned back in the swing and smiled up at his mother, who continued to push him, her auburn hair flying with her carefree movements. 'Christian.
I was with my mother in the woods, we were playing hide and go seek. I closed my eyes and counted to 100 when I was finished I opened them to find my mother.
Chapter 1: I stepped out the door of my high school and enjoyed the soft summer breeze as it whipped my black hair around my face.