Answer:"Nick opended his eyes and blicked.He felt the warmth of decaying straw risinf from below and cool autum air penetrating frmo above.but it was an unpleasant sensation that woke him:three points of cold metal pressing into his throat,chest and belly.He though of the pitch fork,always propped agains the wall near the barn door."Get up"a familiar voice said."How c-can I?" Nick replied.he knew there was fear in his voice but that was all right the man holding the pitchfork might take pity."show your face then"the voice growled.he prodded with the pitchfork as he spoke.Nick whimpered.he was sure the middle tine pierced the skin on his chest.he could feel his heart hammering under the wound.Moving cautiously he reached and pushed the straw away revealing his dirt-smuged face.The farmer glared down(this was page 1)
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