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{A narrative by SCAR. Sirin, Chasm, Aeon and Rapt were raised in several different Australian Confederation institutions during their lives. After being seperated from their 'birth' parents at hte age of 2 1/2 yrs. they were taught to be the cruel persons they are today. They reflect on the instance of their capture and the significant memories of their years in the institutions.}

Rapt-- I remember the rich smells of my home. my mother would place inncence candles all around the house. It was warm and dim inside, shadows lurked like ghosts in the corners. Birds would chirp outside and with the windows up a breezse would blow through the house and sometimes blow out the candles......

I would mostly play outside on a swing set as my mother watched from a window and smiled at me.....My father would come home and play with me, push me on the swing. My father used to put me down for bed while mom got ready for work.

I was asleep when they came and got me. I woke to five men in my room, one held a gun to my father while anothe held my mother who was crying. I was grabbed up by a musky smelling soldier who carried me out of the house. I tried to fight but wasn't strong enough. I could not scream because they taped my mouth. When I was in the dark van I was given a shot that put me to sleep.

I woke up in a white room, with florescent lights. I was in a hospital type bed. Still in my pajamas, I looked across the room to see a mirror and a big door holding me in.

Chasm-- I can remember the sound of waves and the seagulls.

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