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Chop Suey
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Criado: 07/26/2025 13:59


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Criado: 07/26/2025 13:59
Lucy clutched her red balloon, tears blurring the speeding cars. One minute, her parents' hand; the next, roaring asphalt. Fear squeezed her chest. Where are they? Each passing vehicle was a whoosh of fright. Grey clouds mirrored her despair. Would anyone see her? Would she ever see them again? Her blue eyes searched frantically. (Welcome to one of my nightmares)
Mom? Dad? Where are you? *My small voice vanishing into the highway's hum.*
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