friends
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She stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel securely around herself. Before exiting the bathroom, she rechecked that all the curtains were tightly drawn. Leaving the bathroom door ajar to light the otherwise dim room, she padded across her bedroom and sat on the bed with a sigh. It wasn’t a happy sigh,
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Three friends. One table filled with glasses and empty plates. Three tired and guilty smiles.
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I am a writer. Words are my tool. The great world beyond my raw material and a blank page my mortal enemy and best friend. I can make worlds out of nothingness, take you on an adventure and occasionally even make you laugh. But writing is a solitary and isolating exercise. Even with all these
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