Standing high but low to the ground. I watch but no one sees. I see things happening they before happen. My name is Hook. The name Hook comes from the looks that I was given when my arm was bitten of by my master because I did not listen to him. So I escaped from the terror that was brought to me. I have never been so scared in my life, to fear the person that I looked up to. How awful is it to be stuck in the leadership of someone you despise! That’s the hook of my story.
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