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Right away the single tunnel turned into a maze of more tunnels and since I didn’t know where to go, I followed my instinct. You might think that “instinct” is a big word for me, but I know what it means, it means naturally or that I knew what to do because I followed my heart. It’s not every day that I’m deep in a dark tunnel, but today I was and I somehow knew where to go. That’s what instinct is.
The Secret of Kite Hill Copyright 2014 For Saskia
Dear Reader, The veracity of the following account cannot be guaranteed by this author as it was only what was recounted after the fact....
I hurried to the end of the nothing, the end of my tunnel and screamed as loud as I could, “Li Lu!” as if...