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The fire radiated so intensely through the television, even she could feel the heat of the burning building. She watched as the doors exploded into a fit of dust, and soon, there was nothing left but a notion of fear flooding through her stomach.

Posted By Megan Abigail On 06.22.2011 @ 7:16 pm

She held the music box in her hands and watched the tiny ballerina dance on her fragile feet. The exterior was no longer white, but has been rusted to a soft yellow. The gold paint was chipping away, and the song now sounded distorted with age.

Posted By Megan Abigail On 06.20.2011 @ 5:57 am