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Lucy drove past the building for the fifth time. She parked across the street and sat, staring at it. The glass widows panned across the building reflected the cheery sky. “Nothing but blue skies,” she muttered to herself. It’s a good omen she thought. This is where she would work if she accepted the job offer. She didn’t ask for it. She was happy were she was, in her so called dead end job. What was it that made people so success driven? And why did they think everyone else should be? This was Jean’s world. This is what she liked. Lucy used to be envious of her. She’d listen to her stories, the parties a
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WHITE LINESFeeling exhausted, I lay down in bed. My parents pulled the heavy covers up to my chin and kissed my cheek as they did every night. Then, quietly, they crept out of the room and closed the door, shutting out the light. The room became pitch black. The only thing visible was the pale white lines formed by the blinds on the window in front of me. I stared at them and they almost immediately began to move. They curved up and they curved down, always together. I heard a noise and looked back at the doorway. It was open. I could see my parents' silhouettes in the lighted hallway. They were pointing, laughing at me in a mocking voice. It sounded soWHITE LINES
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