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Wednesday, March 25, 2015

March 25th: Slice of Life

My body is tense, and cold. So cold. I cant see anything out the window because of the darkness. I see my reflection, my pale tired looking face, in the light of the computer screen, in the window. Messy papers are scattered around me. A shiver sent down my spine. Some strange noises off in the distance. It is late and I am tired. The house is so, so cold.

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