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It was cold. The midnight air seeped through the tears in the old blanket sending shivers up Gemma’s spine. The wind picked up and blew a plastic bag a few away from her. It held the scraps of food from last night. Gemma tried to get up, but groaned and slumped back down. The bag could stay where it was. She wanted to cry, to get the hurt out of her, but the tears would come out— if she had any left. She wanted to scream the anger and frustration away. She had tried once, but the hatred and bitterness lingered in her mind. Now, all she cou...
Kara sat staring out the window. Fields of colorful flowers, fluffy clouds scattered across the blue sky. It was all too much- it all reminded her of her father. When Kara was little, her father would take her to places like these. They’d walk hand in hand, or she’d be on his shoulders. And then, her father passed. Kara remembered it like it was yesterday. Saturday, July 14, 8:03p.m. He was reading her favorite bedtime story, and it would be that last one he read to her. In the morning, he was gone. Just like that.Kara still had that sa...
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