passed by the park this morning. it is empty, no life, no excitmenent. i cant belive my own eyes, i think they are fooling me. the wind is chasing the news paper around the parks parking lot. the grass around the bench finally grew and the writing is almost gone. the griled, greasy hot smell of the famous hot dog stand is gone.without all the action that used to be there eventhough the weather is warm and beautiful it feels like its winter i walked over to the famous bench and closed my eyes all of a sudden the park woke up.
every morning at 7 the annoying, loud sound of alarm clock would go off and welcome me back to the real world. after i was done with all the morning business i would put on my carefully planned outfit that i picked ou
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