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Roylsden #330


...Grandma, it's like this night won't ever end...
...It's like one of them dreams... when Grandma wants you home by dark but... no matter how hard you try you can't run home fast enough and you know she'll be worrying and maybe crying because you promised to be home and it's all your fault...
...In this dream everything is your fault.
My fault.
And when you wake from that sort of dream your clothes are all wet and you're sobbing and Grandma aint there for comfort because you cant tell her, God knows she got enough worries looking after you.

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