I was young when it all happened. I was happy, and I was free, and I was so full of life. I look back and feel for that joyful sensation of my lungs not being able to take in enough air, even though my rib-cages were close to bursting with excitement. I look back to a time of such joy. More specifically, I look back to a time before Norah. Norah didn't ask for much, not technically. Norah simply wanted to play; Norah still wants to play. But now I know the truth, and I don't want to play anymore.
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The Tire Swing on Terrance Hill
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The Tire Swing on Terrance Hill
Horror
Tragedy
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Last updated: Jul 25, 2014
Total word count: 2,892
Total reading time: 13 Minutes
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