Rushing home and skipping across the lawn,
Her favorite show soon to be on.
Ripping off her suit and undoing her hair,
Opening some sweets and plopping herself on the comfy chair.
She had waited all week for this single hour,
When suddenly everything went dark…the house had lost power.
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To my fans, this is my promise to you. A promise to help get this day into hindsight’s view. Something to make you smile. Something to entertain for a while. I hereby declare to use my skills to display - A new and creative short-story, for your pleasure, every single day!
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