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Submitted to Contest #7
Pictures and memories flooded the little girl’s mind, playing over and over again as if they were on a projector in front of her glass eyes. She longed to reach out and touch her favorite teddy bear, or run into her father’s arms once more; ached to feel rain dance on her skin again as she splashed in the puddles. Her yearning grew as the weeks crawled slowly by, festering like an ugly blister she couldn’t pick away. The old man would come in every day at the same time (her best guess was around three in the afternoon), looking into her eyes...
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