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Things Can Change

  • Writer: Carrie Classon
    Carrie Classon
  • Apr 20
  • 1 min read

I ran to the bathroom. “Put your head down!” But it was too late. Peter fell straight forward, like a falling tree. He hit the wall with his forehead, shattered the ceramic toilet paper holder, and knocked himself out. I am not great in emergencies, as it turns out.


 
 
 

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