The Clown In My Grandmother's Backyard

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I run outside and go on my phone swinging while looking around, red trees as If out of a Dr. Seusse book, a darker shade of red and a light yellow on top of a tree above me, a broke down dark teal car and other things.

I feel relieved.

Swinging always makes me feel safe, my brain skips an hour.

I look up only to notice a clown and a girl. I get up and start running, then hearing footsteps behind me as I reach to the door I wake up.

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