The fall of a spring admit

I’ve always been a fan of the fall — Halloween and crunchy leaves and shorter days. Winter holds a special place in my heart, too, because it smells like freshly baked cookies and sounds like the zipping of coats
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Playing for thrills

Pressing Restart

Hiding in lockers, I’d hold my breath when the alien neared me, and I’d find myself holding my breath in real life as well.
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