Page #3 oh, how I miss those mornings...

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I remember peeking through the tiny cracks in the shelter's walls and waiting for the sun to rise so clearly.

The morning breeze seeping into the house, the sound of the workers chattering stopped, the quiet sound of feet dragging across the floor, and people yelled "WAKE UP SLEEPYHEAD!!!" to wake everyone up.

It all felt so good waking up to people having fun and laughing in the shelter.

I wish I could have warned them sooner.

If I did, maybe I wouldn't write down how depressing life here is and enjoy stuff for once.

-Quinn/kool

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