The Old Mason
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"Breathing heavily, I crouched petrified in the dark, decrepit, cleaner smelling closet. Hearing the sounds of struggle as my boyfriend wrestled with the man in the hallway, I crouched as low as I could."
I know this is a very short story but I did it in only 3 pages and decided to keep it at the length its currently at
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