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⠀⠀⠀It's a hot summer afternoon, where the oppressive humidity of the sun makes it seem hotter than it is.
⠀⠀⠀I sigh, and snuggled my nose deeper into the book I'm reading. Sweat starts to form in my forehead and I hastily wipe them away.
⠀⠀⠀The shirt I'm wearing is half-soaked from my sweat and the fan isn't exactly helping that much.
⠀⠀⠀I'm startled when there's a knock on the front door and since both my parents are already busy at work, I set my book aside and ran down the stairs and opened it to see a familiar face that I grew fond of.
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Old Mixtapes
Teen FictionIn which a girl has a thing for old records so she buys a box of old mixtapes, which was accidentally put on their neighbor's garage sale, to find out that the boy who's making the tapes wants them back.
