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I was a little girl born into a village Ive been born into many times before. My loving mother took me and named me Emily Bravos. I was put down by the bakers' fire and cared for by a sweet nanny until my toddlerhood. I was told to farm by my mother and so I did. My older brother Johnny farmed alongside me. When I was about 6 years old I walked up to him and said "Marry" "Me" he looked a bit baffled but suprisingly he agreed. He was a very loving and caring husband, he gave me his pants and would often check in on me and feed me pies. He really did everything to make me happy.
Time went and we got our first baby boy, Desmond. He was a very sweet little thing and we both loved him dearly, but a woman scooped him up and tried to abandon him. I tried running after her but she was gone. I thought Id lose my boy forever but he crawled back begging for food. He was our little survivor. Sadly he developed a drepression from being abandoned and never really trusted anyone after that. Then came Willson. He didn't really care much about anything. He never spoke as a baby and as soon as he was old enough he jumped out of my arms to go do his thing. He lived until the age of 60 so he must've done something right. And so came our only girl, Ogheneruona. She was a very pretty little baby but I never saw much of her after her baby years. She was sadly killed with only one baby that later died.
And then came Johnny Jr. A little bundle of joy that later turned into a spiteful man, poisoned to the bone. He got killed for a crime he didn't commit and his last words were "I hate you"2 And lastly there was Jermiah. I don't have alot to say about him. Didn't even move once, maybe a biproduct of a sister and brother being married.
I had raised most of our children alone, not knowing where my dearest husband and brother could be. A lady told me he was dead but our family tree proved otherwise. Until one day I saw him and he called me over. He had made a full set of clothes and gave it all to me. I told him to keep it but he refused. He told me he loved me and that I deserved to have the best things in life and that a lady should always be warm. Then he walked away to do something else. He would do everything from baking to smithing but he always made it for me. He would give me little gits now and then, like pies for example. And whenever he saw me he would make sure to tell me that he loved me. He was truly the perfect husband.
Time had gone fast and it finally caught up to us. We were both very old when the village murders started happening. He told me to be careful and to stay away and so I did. Because of all the chaos we didn't have a proper goodbye. He died before me so I burried him and said my very last words to him. "Johnny, if you can hear me, I love you"
I died next to him.

I was born as a baby boy in a large village. My mother named me Ned and she loved me dearly. As soon as I was old enough she gave me all of her clothes and told me to find a job. I looked around for a bit but every job was already taken by 2 or more people. Then I saw a big unfinished stone wall with nobody working on it, so I started digging and carving rocks. I became the town builder. I would often entertain my little brother Robben by cracking jokes about how slow I was walking while holding the massive boulders. My brother really seemed to look up to me and would often hang around my workspaces and watch me work. One day my dearest brother came over to me while I was carving rocks and said “Ned” I nodded at him, wanting him to continue. He waited a while before pulling a sharp knife out of his backpack “Ned run” I was absolutely terrified and bolted down to the farm where everyone could see me. My brother came skipping after me a few minutes later “Ned” he said again, starting at me. His icy stare turned into a happy one “I was only joking Ned” I was very releaved but in that moment I knew Robben wasn’t really right in the head. But I still loved him very dearly and I promised to take care of him no matter what.
I kept a close eye on my little brother but I clearly wasn’t keeping the eye as close as it needed to be kept. News about murder spread trough the city and I instantly knew who it was. I was hoping and praying that it wouldn’t happen again but as I was grabbing some food from the farm I saw him end the life of a little boy right in front of me. “Ned” he said “They all hate me, Ned” “Do you hate me, Ned?” Blood covered his hands as he said this to me, he was a bloodthirsty killer but I still felt for him, I still loved him so I said “No, I don’t hate you. I will always be on your side, no matter what” He nodded at me and ran away. The town had a meeting about what to do with Robben, they all decided to guard the farm
And the bakery with bows and knives so that he couldn’t get any food. I repeatedly begged them not to hurt my brother but they wouldn’t listen. The years went by and they were all on guard. I continued to scream at them to stop but they saw me as a criminal as well and refused to listen. Our mother was devistated and our older brother tried to comfort her to the best of his efforts. While they were busy chatting I spotted you and ran over to you “Ned, please bring me some food” I could see that you were starving so I bolted and you you some carrots. You thanked me and left. The townies got wind of this and shot me on sight. My last words were “You are no better than him, you animals” “Killing an innocent man” I don’t know what happened afterwards but I saw you got shot. Your last words were an apology but you had nothing to apologize for. I couldn’t protect you and so you died, I’m the one who should be apologizing.

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