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The trees swayed back and fourth as a lightning storm raged on.Raising kain through the state of Alabama, the clouds turning daytime to night,the only light was the unholy brightness of lightning randomly striking metal flag posts nearly melting the aluminum poles. This storm was particularly interesting, raging from one side of the state to the other. This all occurred while in Texas seven tornadoes, ripping buildings from their foundations and throwing them to god-knows-where, probably Illinois. However the only place in the country that seemingly wasn't being fucked up was in Jamesville, Maine, where the Sun sat high and mighty on the top of the world the wind being anomalous nothing was shifted by the usual wind blasted countryside. Zachery ran into his best friends house, they are practically brothers so it doesn't matter. I'm going to let them speak now so farewell.
"Cambrine! This is fucking wierd bro, hurricane Katrina is now hitting New Orleans," Zach loudly announced ignoring the presence of Cambrine' parents.
"Yeah, I know, I just heard on the tele, when did you hear about it?" Asked Cambrine
"About 20 minutes ago, I left for your house as soon as i learned," Zach quickly replied as he slowly walked over to the red, uncomfortable leather rocking chair. "Fucking hell guys, wern't you gonna get rid of this piece of shit?"
"That was my Grandmothers... remember?" Cambrine's mother inquired, annoyance threatening to burst from the dam that holds back all the nasty and hateful thoughts about Zach and the influence he preseves on her son that she would love to spill out but doesn't out of acts of kindness.
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"Cambrine! This is fucking wierd bro, hurricane Katrina is now hitting New Orleans," Zach loudly announced ignoring the presence of Cambrine' parents.
"Yeah, I know, I just heard on the tele, when did you hear about it?" Asked Cambrine
"About 20 minutes ago, I left for your house as soon as i learned," Zach quickly replied as he slowly walked over to the red, uncomfortable leather rocking chair. "Fucking hell guys, wern't you gonna get rid of this piece of shit?"
"That was my Grandmothers... remember?" Cambrine's mother inquired, annoyance threatening to burst from the dam that holds back all the nasty and hateful thoughts about Zach and the influence he preseves on her son that she would love to spill out but doesn't out of acts of kindness.
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Ryelo Averden pages 4-8
"I'm not taking any of your Russian bullshit; I know your plans, take me in and test on me like an animal!" I snapped.
"I mean no harm little girl," The Russian Replied continuing to lower his weapon.
I closed her eyes for one second and heard the Russian take a step,
"Отступить! You dirty fucking Russians!" I yelled opening my eyes and raising the weapon to his head. "What's your name Russian?"
"Tell me yours first," The Russian replied.
"Adriana,"
"Ha! That was my sisters name you know."
"Should I give a shit?"
"Meh I guess not, what's your real name," The Russian asked, starrin
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"Ryelo?" Cib asked, looking up at me.
"Yes?"
"How much longer till we set up camp?"
"Not too long now okay little one?"
"Okay."
Okay you get it we talk we go around yadda, yadda. Moving on at about fifteen-hundred the next morning our clothes are tattered and we are drowsy and our feet are burning from walking all day.
As we walked past an old hut I piped up when I saw a shot up sign," Cib, look! We're almost there just 3 more miles it says."
"That's good, "Cib replied
"Hey Ry can we take a break?"
"Sure." As we walked into the old hut for some shade I heard a loud roaring noise from some contraption, and it was getting louder
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"Okay," Cibana replied enthusiastically.
As we reached the top of the hill I spotted a semi-small brown dot and stopped my sister.
"GET DOWN," I whispered urgently
As we crouched onto the ground I grabbed my daddy's military goggles and slowly crouched walked up to the top of the hill, and looked through the goggles. Searching for the brown dot I saw it but with the goggles I could see what it was.
"A bear, shit," I whispered to myself.
"What is it Ry?" my sister whispered in my ear.
"A bear, Black bear to be correct," I replied then grabbing my GPS I checked how far the next Town is.
"Severo-eniseyskiy is eight and a half mil
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My name is Ryelo Averden and this is my story. When I was a child, say 8 years of age my parents were brutally murdered in front of me. Me? I was left to die in the blistering-cold Siberian wilderness.
After my parents were killed, the assailants came up to me and grabbed me by my hair, picked me up, and threw me onto my old couch then proceeded to tell me that, "The only reason we are letting you live is to keep your parents legacy alive."
But none-the-less I found comfort in knowing that my father taught me everything I need to know in order to survive the bitter cold frozen landscape of northern Russia. Now known as American-Russia aft
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