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CHAPTER ELEVEN | The Story of the

Barbed Wire

We had 20 minutes until landing, and we approached Mrs.

Olien for answers once more. She said, “ One last story for you to
treasure in your heart—the Story of the Barbed Wire. Long, long
ago, a small little boy named Robert Johns lived in a small

cottage. He grew up with no school, no friends, and no fun. His
mom didn’t live with them, and his dad was a ship’s captain. He

would ride on the ship each day with his dad. The smell of salty
water and fish was his daily diet. He loved exploring new parts of

the boat and catching some fish himself. He enjoyed his life and
rarely got in trouble. One day his dad got caught in barbed wire

during the war and passed away. From that day on, he lived in
sorrow and grief. He trusted no one in the world and thought
that everybody was a traitor. At the age of 18, he became a

captain of a ship. He named the ship barbed wire for
remembrance of his dad.Every timee the ship takes off. The

captain jumps in the water and swims near the end of the
destination. He thinks that everybody should feel pain for what
happened to his dad. The media and public release have never

known what has happened except me. I keep it a secret because I
was his mother’s daughter. Seeing my long-lost brother like this

puts me in tears. Please promise me that you will save as many
people as you can today and save yourself as well.” She whispers

to us in the corner of the lobby. Our crew meets up on the
second table, and I run back to the cabin to grab something. I

amble and hope that I can save myself. I feel bad for the captain
but what he did is always wrong. I hold the picture of my family
by the nightstand and lay in the bed for the last time. I go under

the bed and take out a book. Not just any book, my diary. Every
day before I go to sleep I write in my journal. I take a few