came to him at the crack of dawn. He heard her cross the room and a small boy hoping to hide it, slid deep beneath the bedclothes. However, there was no escape that way. She ripped back covers and dragged him out of bed sobbing. He begged and pleaded all the while looking hopefully, but it looks terrible resolve her pale face was no mercy. He struggled to escape, but the hands that tightened around his arm, her bright red nails digging into his body skinny arms. He cried, he went limp, and when he changed the grip released and made a break for the door.
But he was there, and he is full of opening from top to bottom and side to side. It's not fair he could not fight them at the door oboje.Lik bent, big rough hands lifted the boy, took him out of the room, threw him on the bathroom floor, and growled, 'Money! I do not even think of trying the windows. I'll be here, right after you .'
looked in a mirror, a man stood behind him, arms folded, his blue eyes as hard as led.Dječaka shoulders down, it's not good, he'd just be with him. He washes and dries.
It's not like this at first. In the beginning they were ljubazni.Čovjek to bend, ruffle his hair and ask him what he was doing that day and he will look into the red face with warm blue eyes and friendly smile and tell him everything he knew.
It was too different, she smiled a lot, had a habit of brushing her blond hair from her face that is beautiful, and best of all, she would tuck him and read him a story before bedtime.
But all this is a scam, a trick to lull him into a false sense of security, and he was taken into it. But last night when he sneaked down to a glass of water, which he heard them discussing their plan to get rid of it. He'd tried to escape then, but the man caught him and forced him back to his room.
The man ran from the bathroom into the kitchen, where they forced him to eat. She left the room and returned with a uniform and made him put it on. Black shoes and socks, pants, shirt and jacket, all drab gray except for the symbol on the jacket which is bright yellow. Then came the hat, also black, with the same yellow symbol on the front.
satisfied look on their faces brought him from the car. He was bundled into the back, she came with him and held his hands scotching any chance of escape. Ten minutes later they parked the car and walked toward the building. It's now or never, he made a break for it, he could hear shouting and banging of boots behind him. He has not got away, the man grabbed him before he reached the corner. He gave in then, but he would not let him see the posters.
They dragged him past the high walls with a black fence, the gate to the archway above it with the same yellow symbol. When he pushed through the door he knew this was the end. He joined a number of other children dressed in gray, and mixed through the door to shut behind him. His first day at school began.
in the world Copyright Fred Watson 2006
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