When IT Happened
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Last published Sat, Dec 5, 2015
I was home alone when I decided to call my bestfriend... Maria Diaz.... "Hey Maria!" "Sup' Claire... One minute...Mom? Mom, what's wrong? STOP! DAD!..." The phone crackles and sends a heart retching beep.
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