The line is long. Every day I work at getting stronger and stronger. Today I feel exhausted, but complete. There is little I can do in my mind today. I picture the beautiful red roses that made up the mannequin's gown. So lovely and free she seemed to be. It is not me. I go for my phone, to take pictures, and it was missing. I guess that moment was not to be captured in time. My mom found my phone in her car. Case solved Detective Phillip Beaver.
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