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It all started the night of 1941. Rose Miller was out at night walking by the beach by herself. It was chilly outside and she had started to get cold.
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Chapter 1 I was in my room bored, it was the first day of summer vacations and all my friends where away on family vacations.
I wish i could see The smile that makes my day, Listen to your jokes and laugh, Bake cakes for you and lock the icing off my fingers, Dance and sing with you to our favorite songs, Write letters...