© 2016 Lynsi M
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© 2016 Lynsi M
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Under the Apricot Tree
Teen FictionAs my hands bared my bloody blisters, the hatred for the man I called my father grew, boiling up inside me. I reached down to pick up the rotten apricot that balanced on the ground. I was beginning to question how much longer I could put up with thi...
