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"She fled, but she'll never be free." As my brain darted in and out-of thoughts "Period used no meaning. Past and present collided to produce a whole-physical collection out-of my entire life: playing hide-n-seek with my close friends Lenny--who usually robbed by strolling through walls when he was going to be captured--and Lucy; Mr. Caldrin researching my drawings and providing suggestions to make sure they are more practical; goals altering encounters, mixing in to the same individual, their feelings rippling through my brain like dunes. Through everything, a devil stalked me in the shadows of my recollections, never very displaying its experience, but crouching, waiting.