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I thought about clouds but none came to mind, the buildings were all I had.
All kinds of dirty deeds went down in the den. There were always pants lying around. Who's where they? No one ever knew. It was all about fun. Always about getting what you wanted right then and there. Who knew it would come back to haunt us in the end?
After that I was too afraid to go upstairs. I could feel him all around me even a year after he was gone. All of his clothes were still scattered on the floor. Every breath still stuck behind the door.