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Today
MaKayla
The air is cool as I walk alone down the quiet street at dusk, my hand resting on my belly. The sky glows orange and purple above the houses, but I find myself in no hurry to get home. Another argument with my parents can wait. My thoughts drift, heavy and restless. Who will I meet tonight? What will happen next?
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