A Cold Act of Kindness
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Complete Tue, Dec 27, 20165m
I came up with this story literally from my own thoughts. What?! That sounds weird.
Let me rephrase this:
When I saw this scene I was literally thinking like a narrator, as if am telling someone exactly what am seeing and feeling in 3rd person view. Then I go home write on the first thing I get my hands on and make as story out of it. When I saw this I thought it was nice and since Christmas has passed and people are probably still missing that cherry holiday spirt I decide to write this story about giving and being kind to one another. You know what he holidays/this is season is about no matter your religion.
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