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My 13 children were rambunctious that day: one screamed at his video game; 5 kids brawled; little ones tore through my house like rockets. The anticipated call came from the scientist. “She’s finally ready!” “Am I tough?” “Your clone?” “Me. I want to know if I’ll win when we fight over who gets to leave.” WC: 55 *****************************************************************************************************
2nd Place Winning Entry in Round 32 of "The Amazing 55 Word Story Contest"
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