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Submitted to Contest #338
She went to the place she always went when she felt bad. Gray streets, with shops hidden by the midday mist. The sun shone dimly behind a layer of clouds that had risen early that morning. She just wanted a moment to be alone with her books. The only sounds were the occasional car passing by and the click of her heeled boots against the wet pavement.Her jet-black hair fell over her shoulders. Her eyes were sunken, lacking the usual sparkle that filled them whenever she walked down that same street almost every day, whenever she could. She wo...
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