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Weekly Contest #296
The day was grey; clumps of snow huddled on the ground, uselessly battling the wet fog. At school, I waited near the front steps for the bus to arrive, skates over my shoulder. Ours was not a big town, nor did we have a big school. I knew everyone by name. I knew the boys who were pounding each other with slushy snowballs. I knew the girls, standing in select groups, shivering in the damp. But I stood alone, as always, nudging bits of dirty snow into a puddle with the toe of my boot. I hugged an important secret to myself, one that was going...
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