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Submitted to Contest #61
I looked down at the old rusty box I had wrapped up my important belongings and there it was.... life, I hadn't seen her in so long, she got me nostalgic. The first time I ever held her in my hands I was so young and afraid of the world, she was beautiful and her colorful stripes had lost its glory over the years. Mom once told me I was just as strong as I had made life out to be but I was in doubt of the veracity of that statement until now. One would wonder why a little girl would attribute such strength and virtue to a toy but life meant ...
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