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Ellison
Sneaking kids through the hostel gates and past the guard who was looking at me like I held the moon for him in the sky every night was relatively easy. The problem arose when it came to Bruiser. Because every other male for him was like a murderer ready to attack and like every other time when he saw the unknown man— guard, he was ready to tear into the poor man.
With Bruiser in my arms, clutching to his soft fur, I dialled Hope to tell her my plan, who was already in the room appointed to me. I waited a few minutes and spied Hope as she went upstairs and then shouted for the guard. “Help! Help!” And as expected the guard left his position to go after her and I made my way to my room with Bruiser in my arms, squirming like crazy, ready to go after Hope himself.
“Calm
