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She loved playing dress up, and her mother had the best clothes.
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They all say how dark it is in there.
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The voice was back, screaming like a madman, threatening to murder me.
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Her hair was incredibly long and still growing.
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“What kind of game?”
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My vision doubled as the maw stopped at my elbow.
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It peeled slowly back, revealing a gleaming treasure worthy of a king.
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The clawing came from deep within my skull and always on the edge of sleep, as a mouse might strip the jacket off a wire, tucking it into its nest while the bare metal arced and sputtered.
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The stop sign pulsed slowly on its arm in the rain.
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It was all wrong.
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She loved playing dress up, and her mother had the best clothes.
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They all say how dark it is in there.
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The voice was back, screaming like a madman, threatening to murder me.
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Her hair was incredibly long and still growing.
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“What kind of game?”
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My vision doubled as the maw stopped at my elbow.
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It peeled slowly back, revealing a gleaming treasure worthy of a king.
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The clawing came from deep within my skull and always on the edge of sleep, as a mouse might strip the jacket off a wire, tucking it into its nest while the bare metal arced and sputtered.
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The stop sign pulsed slowly on its arm in the rain.
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It was all wrong.
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