War raged outside but inside the house lay a small wooden toy. Shards of glass lay around from the broken window but yet didn’t disturb the toy. The little boy sat in the corner looking at the toy with longing eyes, He ran over and picked it up. Peace came to rest in the house.
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ooooh... i loved it luke... your 55 word stories have good imagery.
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