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My Boy Part 4

Through the narrow slits I saw a boy. He was really tall, handsome, smart looking, and he wore really cool black glasses. He was radiating the white light. The man holding me let his gaurd down for a second, which is when I got some courage and decided to try to get away. I got away effortlessly. The lovely boy renewed my courage. I started punching and kicking the men with all my strength.
The boy that was standing there smiling and was helping me. It’s warmth was calming me and clearing my head. He was giving me strength and he was giving me extra courage to defeat the men. The men were all knocked out in a matter of minutes. I pounded them on their heads a few times for extra measure.
The boy stood in the same spot the whole time just watching me. He barely moved a muscle except for his eyes. Through the whole ordeal the boy’s smile did not fade. I ran over to him and hugged him tighly for a long time. He had helped me defeat the bad people, of darkness, that had almost ruined my life.
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