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Weekly Contest #287
It was morning. The sun pierced through the dusty, and bare white blinds right into her swollen eyes. Another night of bawling. She breathed in deeply and let out a deep and slow sigh. ‘What time is it? I’m going to be late…’ She thought as she sluggishly inched around in her bed. ‘Wait… oh yeah… I have nowhere to go anymore.’ She closed her eyes tightly, holding back more tears. She hid her head underneath her comforter and laid there. She would cry, come from underneath her comforter for air, silently stare at the dust ...
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