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A short story for the Weekly Contest:

Joyce is an eighteen year old girl who has spent most of her life cooped up in bed in a not so beautiful slumber because she is slowly easing out of her long slumbers that she has due to her Sleeping Beauty Syndrome. Now that she is awake she plans to live her life until sleep creeps its away into her and one night she meets Gabriel.

Gabriel is a nineteen year old homeless man who is a minor alcoholic and doesn't have his priorities in check. Gabriel is 'mysterious' and when seeing a girl in the small town they reside in he is confused on the girl who sits across the bar eating nachos in a clubbing dress.

One encounter is the beginning of it all...

Enjoy Avenues (Lil Avenue) written by me.

Written for both perspectives.All Rights Reserved

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Lil Avenue
Thu, Apr 28, 2016

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