The Last Voice

The Last Voice

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My eyes flash open filled with fear, I gather up strength and rise up out of bed, I slowly walk down the stairs while putting my jacket on. I cautiously open the front door and walk out; I see the sun just starting to peak over the horizon. Fresh spring air fills my lungs as I walk towards the woods...
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She was sitting alone when I decided to walk up to her. She looked so beautiful with her red hair leading just above her breasts, not that I was looking there or anything... Her baby blue eyes shining in the sunlight, and you can see the happiness that she had sitting there in the midst of the forest. God did she look great. So anyway I walked up to her and sat next to her telling her how beautiful she was when i heard the awful sound of my alarm clock...

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