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👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻👻 Waking up to a cool breeze coming through the window, the woman looks into the darkness wondering what woke her from her slumber. Staring…

How we used to be.

November 7, 2016 0

Warmth trickles down my wrist and across my hand as the daylight fades and I try my best to recollect my thoughts. Within everything this…

Mel

November 7, 2016 0

I hate when my sister Mel has to go away. My parents are constantly trying to explain to me about how sick she is and…