Her small hands grasped the cookie, chocolate already melting onto her pal, small bits crumbling through her fingers and onto the carpet. This cookie was a special one. It was the cookie that would start the events that would end in her mother’s death.
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By D on 04.06.2010
Her small hands grasped the cookie, chocolate already melting onto her pal, small bits crumbling through her fingers and onto the carpet. This cookie was a special one. It was the cookie that would start the events that would end in her mother’s death.
By Rachel on 04.06.2010
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