Pudding cups and the cardboard box chronicles: five sentences.
As the boy sat on the bench bobbing his head, the girl across from him stared intently at his lachrymose face because her curiosity could not be contained. She wondered what sort of sounds flowed through his ears that had such an ability to leave the boy in a melancholy daze. She walked over,…
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