Taken

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       It has been two years since I've seen my mom. She's gone. I cracked my window open and tucked myself into bed. The humanly sounds on my window woke me, ignoring the sounds I sunk deeper down into bed. Something consumed the entire space. Swoosh. Mom? Is that you?

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 19, 2013 ⏰

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