Chapter 12
chapter
ten
MORGAN
When I was little,
I used to hate thunderstorms. They were loud and scary.
My little five year old self would endure as much of the pummeling rain drops and flashing lights as I could, until I gave in and ran to my parent’s room.
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5. Chapter 5

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