“SKRRRRT!”You hear. “SHIT!” At that moment, feel pressed back against the wall of your prison. You hear the windshield shattered, the law's gravity took a break for a long internal second. Then, “CLINK!”. “WoOOoah!”. You flew to the ground and landed stomach first onto the har metal ground. You lay there a moment. Trying to take in what just happened. You had just been sold by your foster family to a stranger, bought by another one, and you had just flown through the windshield. “ “ God what am I going to do?” you didn’t know where to go, what to do, or even where you were. You lifted your head to get a better look . that when you noticed
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