Short Story #1

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Standing on the edge, the cold hard wind whipping your skin, causing you to shiver slightly. You close your eyes, taking a deep breath, you listen to the sound of the cars passing by for a moment. Once again opening your eyes, you look down at the water below and, watch as it gets closer and closer before everything you once knew was swept away with the current.

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