I had an awful dream last night. Luckily, Julia was there to comfort me. I couldn't remember what the dream was specifically about, but it brought back a memory I would have rather stayed hidden.
My mother had just got the small chocolate ration. She broke it into two peices, one obviously larger than the other, and gave the smaller to my sister. I quickly devored mine, and even though mine was much bigger than my sisters, she had barely eaten any, and was taking her time. My stomach was still growling with hunger, and so, in a moment of childish weakness, I grabbed the tiny choclate peice from my sister. I ran away quickly, and once I was far enough away that I felt safe, I finished off the chocolate.
That was the last time I saw my family.
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