Prologue
"Come closer to me my child," a lowly voice slowly said. At a corner of the dark hut, a young female child barely 5 stood up from where she sat and went to meet her mother, getting close to her she put her little ear close to her mother's mouth, somehow she knew that whatever her mother want to say will be the last word she would hear from her.
"I am here mama".
"Listen and listen very carefully to what I am about to say. We are not like the others, we are different".
"We are different? How are we different mama?" the little girl asked her mother.
"You are too young to understand my child...." A cough stops her from continuing and the little girl rushes to get her mother water to drink. After she had made sure her mother had drank the water she then sat very close to her again.
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