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Weekly Contest #284
I lay awake listening to the sounds of the orphanage. Thirty boys ages ten to seventeen are housed here in bunks. I, like many of the boys, have lived here my entire life. A few more hours and all that will change. Today is my eighteenth birthday, and I will have to leave. The prospect fills me with dread. I shift in my bunk, drawing my long legs up so the blanket covers my feet. “D, you up? “You know I am,” I reply. “Go back to sleep Eddie. Big day for you tomorrow.” He peers down at me, green eyes shining in the moonlight. “How can I sleep...
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