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Submitted to Contest #48
His footsteps were heavy as they fell on the stairs one by one. As usual, there was nothing but the sounds of dried winter leaves and the cool breeze rustling them on the floor. I woke up as I felt the commencing steps. Joshua was in an unusual hurry. Even the winter morning could not stop him from sweat. He crackled the key in the lock, stepped the paddle, and went away. I saw him through the open rusty iron gate. It was the unvarying sound of every day. But today, it was different. I ran, followed him, to his regular destination, he visite...
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