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6 Minutes Remain
I folded the letters and put them under my pillow, and opened my door. Everything felt so loud-the creak in the floor, the soft buzz from the TV, even the hum of the fridge. I walked downstairs into the living room where my family sat, my brother playing a videogame and the rest just sat talking. I stood around for a second, watching them. I hugged each of them my brother pushing away saying 'sis not now im busyy' he groaned. I walked to the others and, trying to hold onto the way they felt. I said, "I love you" and hoped it'd somehow feel stronger, deeper, than any other time I'd said it.
I looked at the floor and bit my lip, and there was my kitten, her little green eyes looking up at me as if she knew. I knelt and scooped her up, feeling her warmth as she purred. I scratched behind her ears, and it felt so normal, so right. I wished I could stay here in this exact moment, where everything felt steady. Just hugging her, hearing her tiny breaths, and being here. It's crazy to me how six minutes can hold everything you didn't say, everything you wish they knew.
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A Lot Can Happen in 15 Mintues
Historia Corta** THIS IS AN EDUCATIONAL AWARENESS BOOK ** "A Lot Can Happen in 15 Minutes" is a short, educational story that follows Aleksandra Bernard as she navigates a difficult 15 minutes, highlighting how small, personal actions can hold deep meaning. Each...
