Efforts

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Ch.2
As I sit here in this room, I can't help but feel how familiar that old woman's face looked.

I swear I had seen that face before. It longs and calls to me to remember, but I can't seem to grasp onto it.

It reminds me of when I was a child; I would try as hard as I could, and even sometimes do anything and everything to try to just grab a cloud.

To just get one touch.

All I wanted was to grasp it and hold it as if it was my most prized possession in the world, but I could never do it.

As you know when you get older you realize how silly that one, or maybe even multiple obsessions were and lose that little twinge of hope that was holding everything together.

The only problem was, I don't actually think I remember being a child.

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Super short chapter, but hey. If published authors can do this, why can't I?

Happy Reading!!!
~Love,
                  Kailey❤️

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