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   it hurts, it hurts, it hurts; the only thing running the young boy's mind then. Plans of Escape running up through the back of his mind.  No matter what happens thought freedom what's always in the back of his mind. Plans have been made skirted one after another constantly changing and improvising.

  He had a bag ready to go, just waiting under his bed. Stuffed to the brim with clothes foods and other necessities, now it's just a matter of time before he made his escape. The time you had to be just right.