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As I walked onto the train home. I couldn't help but feel sad. My only friend here died to save my dad..it was one or the other. I couldn't pick both. I sat in my seat silently holding the teddy bear that little kid gave me. I sighed as the train started moving but I tensed up as I felt someone sit next to me, he was a boy about my age with brown hair, blue eyes and freckles. "I'm Jonah. What's your name?"

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