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Submitted to Contest #43
When we were little my mum would wake us up and get us ready for school, she would help me pull my shirt over my head and brush mine and my sister’s hair, lightly tugging at the tangles. She would always take care to make sure she was being as gentle as possible, but we would still put up a fuss. After she fixed us up in the mornings we would walk to school. Dawdling behind we would complain that our legs hurt and whine and moan about how we did not want to go to school. “It’s fine, we are almost there”, she’d say. We later learned she hated...
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