(Short Story)
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"Hello miss, is Ryan here?" I hope he is. Or I hope that his mother is making cookies. Cookies are Ryan's favorite to eat, and my favorite to bake. She smiles, and it makes me feel warm again.
"He's in his room." I want to run to his room immediately, but I stop myself. I thank her for telling me, watching her nod her head and step back to let me in. I take a deep breath, walking down the hallway that always seems to be so long. His door is at the end, staring at me. I open it, and scan the room quickly. No Ryan in sight. I walk in, taking just a few steps past the open door.
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This is a ONE chapter book. I will not write any more. It was a project for my creative writing class, as most of my stories will be. It is a short story, but if people like it, I may work on a short novella since these are my favorite characters that I've made.
Thanks for reading!
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