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The Question Why

The first time Stace ran away, she was thirteen. I walked in on her when she was packing a bag. Folded clothes were on the bed beside her and I laughed at her for the organization. I told her people … Continue reading

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Searching In The Dark

Andre liked to roam. His favorite time was the gloaming when everything was turning grey and obscure and becoming a world of shadows and movement. During those hours he was sure he would see his mother again. The idea thrilled … Continue reading

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