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Noah Chapman

United States

Just Another Day In 1958

January 22, 2016

PROMPT: Open Prompt

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    My day had started off with a bowl of cereal and a glass of ice cold milk. After my refreshing breakfest, I took into account a reading from my favorite book. At fourty-seven minutes of my reading, I heard the paper boy. I snatched my bathrobe and cozy slippers to see what the young lad had brought me. I cracked the door to get the paper when a cool breeze hit my rozy cheeks. The front page in all caps stated the lady down the street had passed. With the sorrow and pain In my soul, I felt the need to pay my respects to her and her family. After my shower, I put fresh clothes on and and a jacket due to the weather outside. I walked down to the sweet lady's house and I rang the doorbell. I heard the clicks of high heels walking towards the door and the door began to open. I took a good hard look at the person who opened the door and it turned out to be her. The lady in the paper didnt die, she passed a kidney stone, so I guess I read it wrong. I really do need new glasses...

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