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The window was open letting the fresh breeze waltz in. The curtains were dancing with the wind.The trinkets attached at the bottom of the curtain were singing in a perfect chorus. Her favorite doll & baby panda was tucked in her bed like every day. What was missing? She moved her neck in all
directions & seek if her mother was hiding somewhere. She would come out from nowhere & shout ” Pee-a-boo”. But not today. Luna rubbed her eyes & climbed down from her bed. She headed straight to the kitchen. Mother was not there too. Instead, she saw a man making himself a cup of coffee.
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