Who's That?

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I was walking down our street. Something about that day had made me very happy. And whatever it was that set my good mood gave me reason to tell you.

So as I was about half way to your house. Your car came flying into your driveway. I stopped dead as a pretty brunette girl hopped out along side you and went in your house.

It felt as though my feet couldn't move fast enough as I scrambled back down the road. I rested safely on the side of my house. Heart racing, mind spinning, confused.

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