My Favourite Gift
#opussweeklychallenge. My favourite ever gift. Was a stocking filler, small. It didn't need a plug. Or any batteries at all. I'd woken in the morning. (Santa was my mum). I'd usually join the others.
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#opussweeklychallenge. My favourite ever gift. Was a stocking filler, small. It didn't need a plug. Or any batteries at all. I'd woken in the morning. (Santa was my mum). I'd usually join the others.
I stumbled through the door. It was dark inside and my hands were no longer chained but I heard the click of the lock behind me. "Lampton" I whispered, crawling forward on my hands and knees.
Jacob Thought hard , tempting out his deepest memories , those buried beneath others in the hope of being forgotten.
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