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Submitted to Contest #23
I stood outside of my old orphanage, my suitcase packed and ready beside me. Icy needles of cold stabbed through my clothes and into my skin, adding to the growing frost I already felt inside of me. Gusts of wind whipped my wild red curls around my face, but I made no move to push them back. A rusty red truck lumbered its way up the winding gravel driveway, the tires toiling to navigate through the ice and snow. I took a step back when it finally screeched to a stop in front of me. The door swung open and a small, scrawny boy jumped out...
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