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Weekly Contest #311
During another dismal early autumn afternoon, one of those random days that my father made me walk home from school, I turn my head upward and gaze at the red trees in my path. It is about twenty minutes from the school to my house in New North End, Burlington. I watch as the red leaves fall into the wind currents that push and pull them in every direction. My friend Keely and her giant brother Finn keep me company. We talk about the school day until I reach my house. I wave goodbye and step inside. I slide my boots off before stepping into ...
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