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Ok, new story

"So what's your name?"

"Who me," I looked up surprised,

"Yeh of course you, who are you?" Replied the boy sitting across the table

"Well, I'm Malluch Vitz, new to this class," I replied, the boy looked at me with scrutinising eyes for a second before he brushed his blonde hair and continued to write.

"Do you want a sweet Malluch?" He asked half not caring,

"Yes I replied" He handed over one to me and I unravelled the sticky casing and viewed it carefully before dropping it into my mouth like a neanderthal, I quickly recovered my manners but was too late.

"Bloody hell! Anyone would think you never had a sweetie in months,"

"Well of course not, we don't have sweets where I live, the guards tell us that sweets are for people who are good and not filth!"

"I think your pretty nice and you don't look bad to me."

Well that kid was nice, he didn't push me around and call me bad things because I follow your father, only, I heard that he was killed in 1943 when the British bombed his house, I don't think he should be persecuted along with the rest of his nation, he didn't put me in the gas chambers! The reason I tell you this Mr. Christ is because I'd like it very much if he could be brought to Heaven. Pleasssseeeee!

Thankyou. Ok, I'm going through the gates now, I just thought you'd like to know