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It’s Raining Cats and Dogs
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As a kid, my favorite activity was playing with my stuffed animals. I would constantly make up stories about them and pretend to make them do things like have parties. I promised that I would never leave them. However, I am in college now, and I left them at home. Now, the animals have formed a vortex in the sky, haunting me because I lied. This piece is a flashback to my childhood when I was so sure that I would never stop playing with my stuffed animals, who create a storm of distant, happy memories g
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