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Submitted to Contest #61
As I walked down the street in the quiet hours of the morning I turned onto the street where I lived, pulling my flannel tightly around myself. There was one house on the end of the street that had the lights on in the kitchen and the window was open. As I wobbled passed this little cottage-like home I was stopped by the smell of a freshly baked cherry pie. Almost instantly I took off running to the comfort and safety of my own home. But I couldn't run faster than the memories as it all came tumbling back over me.He stood over be with a knif...
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