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The Very Hungry Winter

Once upon a mid-October, there was a teeny, tiny snowflake that landed on a girl’s eyelashes. She squealed with delight as flakes continued to fall on her face, lacy cold kisses from above. Spinning around in her backyard globe, she sang a song of welcome to winter. “You were missed!” she whispered.

Six months later, it ate her.

The End.

BLEH

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