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Weekly Contest #40
I was seventeen, and I hadn’t seen him in years. He wasn’t quite what I remembered. Looking back now, I guess I always knew Derek was strange. Or maybe not strange, but definitely different. And not just different from me—different from everyone else I knew too. We lived two houses down from each other in a cozy little subdivision, where tree-lined streets and cul-de-sacs weaved around modest homes that crawled with all manner of kids and dogs. There were bicycles and rollerblades and trampolines everywhere. In the summer, kids would gathe...
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