Back to category: Acceptance Limited version - please login or register to view the entire paper. autobiography I entered my room that warm summer day, a cold emptiness fell upon me. I flicked on the lights as my creaking door shut tightly behind me. Even though I was wishing otherwise, my expectations of what lay inside my room that day were fulfilled. I sat in my lonely chair and looked around. In my mind I filled in the empty spaces with the furnishings that belonged to my sister, formally stood. Throughout my seve... Posted by: Asare Mabel Limited version - please login or register to view the entire paper. |
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