The rain drops bounced as they hit the window sill. There were heavy knocks on the door despite the heavy rain. Three women and a man sat in the darkness of the room except one who stood folding some pieces of clothing into a bag "This Is unfair, mother". "Shut up Wesley, what do you know" said the man who after receiving a nod of affirmation from his wife went to get the door open. Annalise sobbed until she could find no strength to do so anymore. " Don't cry , just be happy." Her sister Emira said. It was bad that they were poor but it was even worse that they had to use her as a way of paying off their debt. "Will we ever see you again?" Wesley asked. He was fourteen. Annalise herself had no answer to his question. The knock came heavy this time as the rain had reduced to just a drizzle. The sack had been packed with her clothes and she held her diary in her hand. Her father , Tom looked at her for a when with no feeling of regret in his eyes . "Why don't you lose that book, it
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