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bwc village

 

Many years later, he went back up the hill. The tire swings were still there. He swayed his legs back and forth as they had done. Why did it have to happen? Why? The cold night embraced him, cuddling him in its arms. He started to cry. Why can't I go back and undo everything? In the distance, he heard a train. Their train. The train that would take them away one day. The train that had killed her... At sunrise, he dried his tears and finally summoned the courage to take the train. For you. For us, he shouted.

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Dirty

 

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A guitar case and no guitar, plus a sleeping bag. A trip to the mountain gone wrong. The police searched everywhere. Nothing. One day, he was back, holding his guitar. The police asked him questions. "The guitar code was dirty again," he said. "I planned to go to horse days." Horse days? "Yes. A historical field trip, not this garbage." The police had no clue what he meant, but they were offended. A nutcase, no doubt. The moment they tried to grab him, he held his guitar up and... disappeared. One wonders where he ended up on a corrupted code.

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Pathetic

 

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Pathetic. The word reverberated in her mind. The beach house was nearly empty now. He moved on and got offended when she found out. He begged for "a second chance". But she packed up her stuff and walked away. Deal with it. The problem was, he didn't want his "new life" anymore. "It wasn't fun". Get a house, have kids, go to work, come back home. Suddenly, what he had with her was what he had with the other one. Boring. Shame the beach house was one of the casualties. She moved on. It's nice to be free, she thought.

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