This is to describe the feelings in me:
Kataryna , Julia, and Gabby were swinging on the three large swings. It must have been around 9 P.M.I was lying there in the sand; hearing, but not listening. As though their talk was muted and everything else was on high. In the cold sand each noise was sharpened, the leaves fell in great symphony. Were they really just falling leaves or were they
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