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Prologue: looking back
Looking Back I was never one of those bad children. One that you knew would end up on the back of a milk carton. Although I’m not, I’d rather be. ...
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Winter: part1
Winter: Winter it was; my least favorite of the seasons. It was Tuesday, and it would be my least favorite day forever, so I thought. I looked at the sky. ...
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Winter:part 2
As we finished dinner I decided to retire to my bedroom for the night. I kissed my mother and father goodnight, I could hear their whispers as I left the ...