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Friday, 25 October 2019

Ghost Town





Every night in my town when the street lights go out, the town becomes quiet but it’s almost too quiet. I was coming home from work, as usual, sitting in the rain waiting for the bus it never arrived, so I, unfortunately, had to start walking home when I pulled out my umbrella I started floating like the wind had just picked me up. I felt weightless but how I wanted to call for help but nobody would hear me I was at least

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