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I’ve always been different…. When I was sixteen my mother passed away. Later that day my father brought me to the top of the wall and pushed me over the edge then walked away.. that was the first time it had.. he doesn’t know I survived. I’m now twenty one and I've been on my own.. I watched part of the wall fall.. And now here I am reluctantly on the scouts to save me as I bleed out on the forest floor. When I open my eyes, gray ones are staring down at me from above.