Early stage1

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"wake up"shouted a voice.with a thundering heart i opened my heavy eyelids and infront of me was a well dresses with standing soft hair woman.simply she was my mom namly Rose.tat was one cold dawn"Abdiz come on man.dont let the bed over tke u" uttered my mom i
stood up and stretched.lazyly i started updating my whatsapp status

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