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Submitted to Contest #80
Today is October 27, 1933, and momma finally let her tears out. We hadn’t seen the sun in two days. I didn’t even know what time of day it was, the dust has swallowed our home. In between waves of dust filled air, momma lets me run outside and chase off the birds. The dust has covered our house so much that I can walk right up on top of it. But it ain’t no fun up there because the view is the same for miles and miles out. We’ve got neighbors, but their houses are just little mounds of dust like ours too. We used to have cows but they all wal...
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