The hour was late. Night fell; a sinister wind swept through the trees outside, creating an ominous howl, as I sat before my computer typing away in a furious frenzy. The wind produced a knocking at my window, and frightened, I refused to look beyond the blinds and into the darkened backyard
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sorry about the shot =[
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just...wow.
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..that looks spelt wrong.
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