Dancing in the Rain
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At that moment I felt something rise from my toes to my head. It was like a tsunami, it washed away my emotions and regrets. And suddenly I didn't care. I looked at the girls beside me and I smirked. I pulled my hair out of the bun that's at on top my head and I ran into the ran in the middle of the courtyard. I twirled and laughed. I danced I the rain.
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