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World Class Pedro Sanchez She runs. No-one knows where she is going. Nobody is there. Across a patchwork field of nails; charging like a determined hound on the glorious hunt through acres of melancholy steel Daffodils and patch of rusty Daisies. Her delicate cotton figure; now torn and ragged, was once a delight to be placed in the tender fingers of a young Hispanic boy. Where'd you go? I miss you so. Seems like it's been forever, that you've been gone. Pedro Sanchez felt like all of his Christmas' had come at once. After becoming class president at his previous school his family transferred from Texas to Ohio after a rather violent gang war. Pedro himself was a rather quiet guy and a bit of an outcast. Yet this time he feels like he's going to make it, although he left a large emotional section of his life behind. He left...

