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Wednesday, October 23, 2013

NIGHTMARE By Andrew, age 11













Skulls rain from the sky.
Quiet hovers in the air.
Lightning shimmers in the streets.
Mom! Mom!
Drake!
Are you there?
Yes, Yes.
Why did you leave me?
To save you.
Mom. 
Mom? 
Why is it dark?

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