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My Murder

January 14, 2014
By Nicholas Dellaquila BRONZE, Bridgeton, New Jersey
Nicholas Dellaquila BRONZE, Bridgeton, New Jersey
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The lake was still. I approached it with a sense of guilt. As i stared into my reflection, a leaf from an oak tree slowly started descending to the water. It landed on my reflections face, covering it up in shame. The water rippled over my reflection.


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