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By Katie S., Kewaskum, WI
Every morning I wake up to the normal sun shooting through the left window, blinding me as I try to open my eyes. My dog, Donald, barks up a storm. He insists that every morning at exactly 7:04, he...
Nate and Estella 
By Matthew_C, Great Neck, NY
Nate was to be married.
She was a blandly pretty girl of 24 named Joan. She had darting brown eyes and short black hair, with a face so mild that it withered from memory after a good night’s...












