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The breath was light against my cheek. If I could say how the breath felt, I would say it was smooth, like a dribble of water. I leant down and kissed the soft and pail cheek of the child that I carefully cradled. Then I felt the forceful hands grab the child. Too weak to respond I regretfully just watched on.
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Short Stories
Teen FictionThis is a collection of the short stories I have wrote... yeah I know short stories can be pretty boring, but I promise you, these ones are pretty good! If you really like them, go check out my One-Shot Book too!
