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Naily smiled. I’ll play with you grandpa she said lifting a small red heart-shaped box out of the hidden compartment. The box looked old but it was still wrapped in plastic. This was going to be a memory that Naily would never forget. The weeks had been gruesome and a lot of words were said between her and her other family members. On this final day of packing a young Naily sat in a charcoal grey recliner in her grandfather's bedroom in the small house, filled with all of his personal things. She began to feel c...
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Emelia studied herself in the large bathroom mirror that took up most of the white textured wall behind it. She looked over her thirty-two years’ worth of aged skin. Her once-tight supple smooth flesh did not hold as it once had. Her deep dark brown eyes did not glimmer or sparkle holding the hope of magic and optimism anymore. No, that had faded with her dreams as life barreled on without her permission. “You had dulled a long time ago, didn’t you?” She spoke to the image staring back at her. Emelia narrowed her eyes to see her father’s la...
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