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i was singing nursery rhymes with my sisters and welp.
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It’s a quiet day, the sun is high but it isn’t unbearable heat. Sweat starts to slowly drip down the side of his face and he uses his sleeve to wipe it away, can’t with his hands because they’re covered dirty gloves. He looks around him, satisfied at the work he had done on the field that day.
( Read more... )There’s always one door that you forget to lock
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Sitting on the floor, Minoru keeps on sipping through the straw until there’s no more juice in the carton, even until it’s only air left and he might get gas because he heard something about that. But he shrugs, thinks nothing of it, and tries to zone out while the kid who follows him everywhere keeps on yammering about his day.
( Read more... )You’re going to need a head start
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Dustpan thumped against Floor, unable to wait any longer. It felt the bristles of Broom brush against it, and all it could do was quiver on Floor, letting its mouth and handle touch that hardwood. It can’t wait for the mess Eraser and Paper are making, watches them with hunger for the bits of Eraser’s shavings to fall, can’t wait to scoop it off of Floor.
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