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Personal Narrative-Im Lily And The Police Force
Im Lily and i'm 10 years old. I got taken away from my parents 4 days ago by a police officer. I got thrown in a train with 20 other people. Not knowing where we are going or for how long. I've been on this train for 2 days with little food, not a lot of water, a bucket to use the bathroom, and a bunch of strangers. It smelt like sweat, feces, and feet. Those all together don't go well. We got used to it. We had to deal with it, there were only two small windows so we couldn't all see. We had to stand and people had to take turns laying down. I have no one, wondering what my parents are doing.
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