Intro DUCTION

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My legs were running on there own at this point . A gasp of air could shatter my lungs . Run RUN don't look back or it will catch me . They will catch me . I felt a hand on my shoulder . My hart sank.

So your probably wondering what the fuck just happened. Let me explain...

My name is Conner but my friends call me Con . I have a little sister and I still live with my parents . It was a great life . I didn't need much to enjoy my life. There's To Much to live for! I live in a small  countryside in England. Not much here but field's animals and dirt . Godam there's a lot of dirt. I'm 'LUCKY' enough to live next to a big field . Some of my school friends live in city's and claim that living next to a field would be 'fun' ... it's not . The farmers smother shit on it almost ALL the time . It's revolting. I sit here. On my small huts roof . Glowering down at the world . My nvmp trainers ascend into the roofs tiles . My bronze hair blowing in the slight breeze of winter. No snow . No ice . No sun . Just cold. The once gray sky was now a moist blur . I look across the field ,  sunlight on my cheek, a substantial deserted farm was barley visible. I always wonder what's in that place . It's *luring* and inducing. I here a faint voice come from behind me . " con, your food is on the table" " thanks Sam" I replied. That was my little sister . She had long blond hair and a kind attitude. She always wore a red bow around her waist  almost like a trophy. But her voice was so soothing, No therapist could compete . I clambered down from the drenched rooftop and I enter my home. " SURPRISE!!!!!" My family streaked . " huh" I murmur then I notice . How could I forget!. It's my 15th birthday today. "Thanks guys" I say with a grin . My mum and dad gather around to give me a piece of jewelry . It's a dark green gem with Saphire's dotted around it . Thx guys . I think. This must of cost most of their money. You see I come from a poor family so this means a lot to me .

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