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SLAM!
“He gone and I glad,” I cry to Teddy. I look at my other friend. "Why you not wake me up? I run. Hide. Why you not make me disappear? He hurt me. I bleeding. You ‘pose help little ones. YOU PROMISE. I HATE YOU!" "Take that!" Oooomph! I throw Teddy at Jesus’ picture. word count 55
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