More Than This | H.S. Imagine
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I got in the car and drove off. I arrived fifteen minutes later and went to his door. I knocked on the door twice but didn't get a response. I figure he was sleeping so I let myself in. I used the key hidden under the faux(fake) rock and let myself in. I went up to his room to wake him up sweetly but as I got closer my heart broke.
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