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Submitted to Contest #328
Sensitivity warning: This story has fictional characters enduring known events that occurred during the holocaust. 1896Bees and butterflies dispersed into an upwards spiralling dance as he ran, arms outstretched, through the field. He’d awoken to fresh scents and a welcome change in temperature borne from the new season. Finally able to trade the itchy woollen jumper for something more comfortable, he’d rushed through his chores and snuck out hoping to become a ghost for the remainder of the day. ‘Boy, get in here, now.’ His heart dropped...
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