Europe
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I watch the flames eat our house. The roof has fallen in, and the front wall is down. Now everyone can see our home in its underwear. Neighbors pat me on the shoulder and talk as if I'm not there.
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They had him. He fell to the floor. The big man kicked him in the ribs.
"He saw me!" said the big man. "He saw me. I know he did."
The boy scrambled backward, petrified, his back against the wall.
The big man pointed his gun, his finger tightening on the trigger.
