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Submitted to Contest #7
I awkwardly walked towards my father, shifting my weight from one leg to the other.Right, left, right, left, right, left.“Daddy can I go to the party?”He glanced towards me, his posture threatening, his brows scowled with the rage of a thousand suns, yet his voice was soft, reassuring and could even be considered gleeful. “No son, I’m sorry but today is the anniversary of your grandfathers death. We’re visiting his grave.” I got annoyed by his answer and started stamping around, wailing that I didn’t want to go. After all, having fun wi...
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