The camp

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 Barron's POV   Thank night I had a dream of the gipsies I was just to being around when I was a child they were so much different than these ones, they were peaceful and always happy. They use to dance and play music all the time, they gave their lives to protect me, they fought that night when we were attacked and told me to run, I was still too young to understand all my power and I ran I still feel guilty about leaving them there to die as I ran away like a coward, I woke up in cold sweat and sit up in the bed I was sleeping in. I have to go away I can not lead these people what if I cause their deaths as well. Adam, Leon and Jane. I can not handle feeling this guilty about others as well. I will go my lonely way again. Maybe I will go to the North to find my parents but by myself. I

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