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Weekly Contest #353
The school bell rang, signaling the end of the day, but I never went straight home. I always went to the park behind the school, a small place not many people knew about, with an abandoned house at the far end. Alex was the one who showed me that place. He said no one would find us there. No teachers, no parents, no one asking questions. Just us, and the quiet. I didn’t ask why he liked it so much. I just liked that he brought me there. We used to sit on the grass, doing homework we barely focused on, or just talking about nothing. Sometimes...
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