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Yaoorii <3

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Library

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Cristina Velaro

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Sipping the cold drink in my hand, and tightly gripping the mug, I carefully analyzed the paper on the board. It was deeply hidden, the papers around it taking the spotlight with bright colors and cute logos. This paper was so plain, yet it succeeded in catching my eye.  “Looking for Library Volunteers! Come to Link Atheneum or Call 562-000-000” Nothing special, no logo, picture, or cute aesthetic coloring. Nothing at all. Yet it seemed to catch my eye. I took my phone out, and quickly took a picture. I’ll call later. I resumed drin...

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Seriously??

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A pin dropped, and we could hear it. Damn that cat. My father cleared his throat and we exhaled. "Very...interesting news you have, Miry", he said. I looked down at my plate, half of the spaghetti lay there, the cream slowly getting dry, remaining untouched. I had no appetite now. "I have some demands at work right now, so I will have to excuse myself early from dinner", I said as I stood. My father nodded, and as I walked past my sister I considered giving her a pat on the head. I gave in and more awkwardly gave her a pat. Her face was ...

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Silence

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" 9:00 p.m. Saturday, April 1986 I like the deep sound of silence, though the world is filled with laughter. The morning sun rising, showing its gleaming shadow on the houses in the East. The white mammal resting on the old cracked windowsill, letting the sun rest on its fur through the window. The shadow of the sun in my worn blue curtains. I remember entering this room back when I was younger to wake my parents. They would hush me and retire me to my room. And there I sat, sitting on top of my bed. And now I was resting on top of my parent...

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