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  • Writer's pictureSophie

Day 168

She suddenly stood up. She had looked much different then she had looked during their prior visits, like the color had been sucked out of her and that the sun didn’t rise for her anymore. What was left was a shadow of his friend, not the true person everyone was used to. She immediately sat down on the patch of dirt under the tree carelessly, caking her floral printed dress in dirt. She eyed her friends with an ungodly stare as she sunk her hands further into the dirt.

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