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The Hope of Freedom

The Hope of Freedom

March 15, 2014

Filed under Fiction

I remember when I was eight years old, my sister and I were playing in our backyard. We were digging in the ground when we ran across it. It was the strangest stone we had ever seen. It was completely white and square with six flat faces on it. Each face had a different number of dots on it. I decided...

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