I looked at my watch, holding it under a streetlight. 12:00 – midnight. I ran down the street, heart racing,…
Three days went by. I went to school after the morning at Daniel’s house, trying to forget everything and catch…
A story in two parts. It begins under a streetlight at midnight, with a watch held up to the light.
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