Came to him at dawn. He heard her cross the square and the boy with the hope of hiding, has slipped well below the sheets. But there was no escape Sun pulled out and pulled the sheets off the bed sobbing. He prayed and prayed, and with hope, but the look of grim determination on her pale face told him there would be no mercy. He struggled to escape, but his hands digging around the upper arms down, her nails bright redin the flesh of his thin arms. He shouted, relaxed, and when he changed his grip loosened and paused by the door.
But he was there and filled the hole from top to bottom and sides. It 'was just that I do not fight with them. The figure in the double doors, large calloused hands lifted the child, took him out of the room, threw it on the bathroom floor and growled: "wash! And do not even think of the window groped. I'll be here, behindYou.
He looked in the mirror, the man behind him with arms folded, his eyes hard as ice. Shoulders guy like blue, but in vain: he needs only to go ahead with it. Wash and dry.
It was not good at first. At first we were friendly. The man refused, flying hair and asked what he had done that day and looked at his face red with blue eyes and a warm smile, and say what he knew.
Itshould be to have it otherwise, she smiled a lot, he used to wash her hair blond in His face, which was nice, and best of all, cosmetic surgery and she read a story before bed.
But it was all a farce, a ruse to lull him into a false sense of security and had been deceived by him. But last night, when he fled after a glass of water they listened to discuss their plan was to get rid of him. He tried to flee but the man was captured and forced to returnher room.
The man ran from the bathroom into the kitchen where he forced him to eat. He left the room and returned with a single and went to clothe him. black shoes, then socks, pants, shirt and jacket, all gray-brown, with the exception of the symbol on his jacket, which was bright yellow. Then the lid was also gray, with the same yellow symbol on the front.
A satisfied look on his face that brought the car. It 'was included on the back, she came with him andraised his hands thwarted any possibility of escape. Ten minutes later, parked the car and drove to the building. It was now or never stopped him was the screams and explosions of feet behind him. Perhaps not much, the man grabbed before reaching the corner. It was then, but do not cry.
Dragged him past high walls with a black grille, the door was a sheet over them with the same yellow icon. If pushedthrough the door that he knew that this was the end. Line joining the other children dressed in gray, and mixed with the door closed behind him. His first day was begun.
Worldwide Copyright 2006 Fred Watson
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