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Weekly Contest #67
She is gone. I stare, startled, at the place she was not three seconds ago. I whip my head around. Nothing but air. “Jane?” There is only silence. “Jane!” I call, louder. I am not a very brave person. I have always been scared of everyone around me, scared of my own shadow even. The dark of the street is too much. “Jane!” My cries are shrill, and lost in the echoes. I turn and begin walking back the way we came from. She is just hiding behind a trash can somewhere, waiting to burst out and scare me. I will not flinch. I always flinch, but ...
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