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My world is a tent. A dirty, gray, worn canvas tent. I saw the outside of it once. It reads “Westley Brothers’ Circus” in cracked and faded paint....
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Benjamin. Hmm… Jam, Jen, Jeb, Jan, man, Nim, Jim. Oh, and Ben, of course… “What’re you doing?” His friend, Misty, was leaning over his paper. “Anagrams,” Ben...
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I always forget to lock the back door, and my older brother likes to joke with me about it. Except half the time he’s not really joking, and he looks at me and shakes his head, and...