âYo, dude,â Brewster said, looking out the glass doors at the back of my kitchen. He pushed back his baseball cap and scratched his head. ââŠDo you own a dog?â I looked up from my PokĂ©mon game, frowning. It was about 2am and the neighborhood was as quiet as death, […]
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My father told me a story once. Iâll never forget it, for a few reasons. I think itâs the first story he ever told me as a child. It’s also the story of how my grandfather died. But honestly, that isnât the reason. You hear stories on TV, or sometimes
I wish he would have stayed home, away from this cruel world that we live in. Dear reader, children shouldn’t roam this world alone, but we can’t keep them in their nest forever. My son left his room one night to the enchanted chirping outside his window, and I knew what this was, but only from my years of studying this
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