Wednesday, 14 December 2011

Milk

   I have really been enjoying my time with Maria and her family, I get to sleep in an actual bed and get to wear clothes that are not covered in thick layers of dirt and mud, I get to wash in a bathtub and with proper equipment and I get to enjoy three hearty meals a day. Today while I was enjoing breakfast that Elsa had prepared for the kids and I, she handed me somthing called milk and vitamins and it had all seemed quite familiar, and that's when it hit me that they served a substance similar to the milk that Elsa was feeding her kids to make them healthy and strong, at the camp. Was it possible that I was an important hostage back at the camp and that was the reasoning behind the mans actions of slipping me extra milk and vitamins?

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