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16 - Chosen one

ITHRA

I could count the ribs on my stomach.

That's about how much I lost weight since my sentence one week ago.

“Keep moving, witch!” A guard said from behind me, harshly poking me with a stick, “we don't have all day.”

What he meant to say was that he didn't have all day. Because I clearly wa...

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