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Submitted to Contest #286
Sarina pushed open the wooden front door to her small and cozy house with Anya Prinsky, her best friend, hot on her heels. The two of them tumbled onto the faded, creaking couch, gasping for breath. Their noses were red and dripping, and their cheeks were flushed from the cold. The contrast in temperature was a welcome relief. The Warsaw ghetto was a cold, harsh place, even more so in the winter. Sarina wrapped her favorite blanket around her shoulders and breathed in deeply, savoring the scent of her Mama’s baking and the aroma of home.&nbs...
The year is 1562. The faded, corroding rocking horse sits there, motionless. Lifeless. A frail hand reaches out, touches it. Willing it to move. It doesn’t. She bends, feels around the base, wondering if it can still be there after all these years. Her shaking hands find it. The doll. Slow tears begin to form behind her closed eyelids as her fingers trace it’s face. It’s hair, once golden brown, is now full of cobwebs. The dress she had made for it, in a time and place long forgotten, is now dull and dusty. Her eyes open and settle on the fa...
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