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Submitted to Contest #43
Tara sensed something. It was close. She could feel the energy waking her from her slumber. She slowly opened her eyes to see the tiny fist of her brother clutching what appeared to be a stick. But it wasn’t exactly a stick. “What this?” his three year old voice squeaked.“I don’t know. A stick. Go away. I need my sleep.” Tara responded as she pulled the covers back over her head. She was still. Hoping that Ian would go away so she could go back to sleep. Ian wasn’t moving. Ian wasn’t leaving. Ugh! Didn’t he understand that being ...
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