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Heather was drifting in and out of consciousness when she sees a man with Wight hair who looks just like the guy in one of her stores and his name was . . . she couldn’t remember but there is no way that this guy was really him at least that is what she believed any way. Heather watched him as he sat and rowed and drifted off to sleep wondering what he was rowing for. When Heather opened her eyes she was on a hard wood floor with a blanket on top of her to keep her warm. Heather looked around the hut it was maid of wood, she could see one or two other rooms separated by a wooden wall, and there was door with a long blanket covering the entrance to keep out the cold and wind. Heather got up to see if any one was around. When she moved the blanket that was covering the door aside to look out she saw an old man sitting down and… sharpening a knife. Heather began to think maybe these people were the eating human kind and began to worry. Then she saw someone who looked like one of her story charters, but there was no way he was real. I mean come on it was just a story she maid up, right? Well the man walked right up to her and asked “are you alright stranger?” and the only thing that came into Heather’s mind and came out her mouth was “hay your name wouldn’t just so happen to be Hiroshi would it? I mean that would just be impossible” The man with white hair lifted his eyebrows and looking quite stunned and said “yes, my name is Hiroshi, but How do you know my name?”Heather couldn’t believe her ears here was a guy that looked just like her story character and had the same name…TOO COOL… but wait someone was missing…someone who would be just as happy as her but who…Frances!
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