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The tram stopped suddenly, and I was jolted awake. The rain was
still pouring outside. I quickly got off the tram and took my time
walking back home. There wasn’t anything I could look forward to
anyway. The house is cold and grey, giving it a dead and lifeless
feeling. This was my home now. This was my life. No longer would
my father come to pick me up from school with his beckoning arms
and cheery smile. No longer would my mother be sitting on the
couch in front of the television, welcoming me home. The house
would never again be filled with laughter or the warmth and life that
family brought.
As I reached the doorway, the rain stopped abruptly. Now even
the rain has abandoned me.
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Abandoned
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