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Submitted to Contest #79
The sirens blared in my ears as I crouched behind the counter filled with jewels. I twirled the small brass key in my hand, my twin brother breathing heavily next to me, smiling tightly. Jeremy and I had grown up in an old rundown orphanage together and had been released just a few months ago, as we had turned eighteen. The classic baby-left-on-the-orphanage-doorstep. We were the living incarnate. No note attached, no money, no names. Just Jeremy and I in a beige basket made of twill. Only days old.We grew up in the orphanage ...
16 year old avid reader turned writer. I appreciate all feedback :) Thanks for reading my work!
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