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a young single mother has encounters with people of her past. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Jul 26, 2008    Reads: 64    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

we were in the basement for days, it seemed like, though i wasnt really sure, in the dark you lose all sense of time. aiden and i had been locked in, what i assumed was, a storage closet. boxes of food were everywere and i took the liberty of helping myself, and aiden, to whatever appealed to us. i was worried though that eventually it would run out and then what would we do? i heard voices frequently and i had distinguished max's and kendra's, so i assumed they must live here. i wondered if kendra knew we were down here.

i thought it was getting late when i heard music thumping from upstairs one day, another party.

i help aiden close to me and told him to go to sleep.

suddenly i heard a door open and someone creaking down the stairs.

"dude, i bet theres more beer down here," i heard the voice yell up the stairs.

he opened the storage closet, it locked from the outside, and suddenly i was staring up at one of my former classmates.

"holy..." he whispered loudly, realizing he wasn't alone.


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