Having a birthday party a month and a week or so early today.
I'm sad about turning fourteen. I won't be considered young anymore! D;
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Shrouded in black, the mysterious bird creeps to the edge of the sky. It peeps down at the world beneath its feet, shivering a little. A flutter of wings reveals a glowing orange light as it plummets to the ground below, announcing the arrival of dawn. I sit by and drink a cup of black coffee.
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