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Submitted to Contest #103
I rummaged through the rags placed shabbily inside the wooden box. “I can’t find it Maa!”, I shouted. The attic was dismal, so were my chances of finding the shirt my mother had asked me to fetch. I grabbed the box-intending to take it down to my room and getting a better look at it, when my fingers sensed something plastic. There, on the bottom of the box was a polaroid stuck where the wood had splintered a bit. It was of the day I was born. My mother on the hospital bed, my father looking dashing as ever in a black tee holding the infant b...
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