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Submitted to Contest #112
“Are we nearly there yet?” I asked my mum. She shook her head. “One hundred and twenty three... one hundred and twenty four... one hundred and twenty five...” I listened to my younger brother Adam counting droplets of rain on the window as we drove. I rolled my eyes. He was so annoying. I listened to the tyres screech as we stopped before the traffic lights. Puddles of rain splashed on the car. Dad grunted at the muddy marks. He hated getting his car dirty. The car started moving again. I opened my mouth to ask another question, when I car ...
BING BING! I look away from my seat behind the counter.“Hey, dad.”“Hi, sweetie. I think I might have found something you’ll like.” My father dug into his pocket and pulled out is phone. He quickly tapped some numbers, and showed me what was on the screen. A young boy, with dark olive skin smiled back at me. He was decorated in cream silk robes, embroidered with gold and colourful gems. He looked like a prince. I turned to face my father.“Seriously? Dad, I want to find my own love, ok?” He sighed. I could tell he didn’t think I was capable of...
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